With a sigh, Olivia glanced around. "Griffin, come with me over here."

"Why? What's wrong with talking right here?" Griffin's face was full of resistance.

Olivia tugged at his white coat, putting on her best little-sister voice, "Please, Griffin? We can't talk here - we might disturb Grandma Evelyn."

Griffin finally gave in.

Olivia led him to the other end of the hallway, hanging her head nervously. "Griffin, let me ...