‘You guys win. But then what are we going to call this guy?’ She pointed to the blue bunny. ‘Also Hoppy?’ Olive’s brow furrowed in thought and Archer had to bite down on a smile. ‘How about Mr. Blue?’ he suggested, and Olive’s face lit up. In his direction! ‘Yeah. Mr. Blue.’ Iris rolled her eyes, but she was also having trouble keeping the smile off her face. ‘You guys are the worst at this.’ Olive was on her feet now, too excited to sit anymore. ‘No, we’re the best at it.’ We, as though they were a team.
