It was Annie who answered, appearing first as a smiling face in the cracked door before widening it open to reveal that she had a tiny, pants-wearing baby cuddled against her shoulder.

"Hey," she greeted Summer, her smile so obviously tired that it probably prompted an immediate need for coffee. "Come on in. This is Ben."

Ben, for his part, was looking at Summer with his big brown baby eyes. Or at least, you know, trying. Looking in her direction! Probably real into and interested in that pink blob he couldn't, technically, focus those baby eyes on yet, but you know.