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"Hi Saoirse!" Jordan adds, stumbling just a little over the pronunciation but bright, seeming to remember just a moment later to tone down her enthusiasm a touch. These days, Sam has found, she comes in one of two forms: more enthusiastic than he can keep up with, almost as if overcompensating, or moody and impossible to please. In the months since Andrea has disappeared, the latter days have started to become fewer and far between, but regardless, if it's going to be one of two extremes today, he's glad it's the former. He just doesn't want her to wind up scaring off this girl that Greta is clearly so fond of. God knows Jordan could probably use a friend.

This sort of thing is supposed to be normal, he thinks, anyway, adults arranging playdates, or something of the sort, with their charges. It's also not something he has a lot of experience with, barring Andrea coming over with William, a far stranger, more unconventional situation that he prefers not to think about if he can help it.

"It's nice to meet you," Sam says to Saoirse, expression warm, then nods towards Cu. "Both of you. He's cute." Marvin stays by Sam's feet, just a little hesitant, then lets out a bark of his own, one that seems almost like testing the waters. He's a small thing, but he's never seemed particularly deterred by his size, and Cu, however much larger, doesn't seem to be approaching in a way that Marvin might find threatening.

The smile he offers Greta is a little softer. It's good to see her, it always is, and he's always appreciated how natural she is with Jordan. That's as much the case now as ever, maybe even more so, seeing her in the company of another child as well. "That's a lot of introductions to get out of the way."