In a small park near Doll County Airport, three new arrivals claim a bench.
Oksana: I bet my new daddies get here before your new mommies do.
Vash: No way! Your new mommies are old and everybody knows old people drive slow.
Oksana: Mr. Picard, do you think it's yukky to have two mommies or two daddies? That man on the airplane said it is.
JL: I'm sure it's none of my business. I was asked by the agency to escort you here, since we were all coming to the same place. I was not asked to judge anyone's morals.
Vash: Are you calling Miss Tuesday to tell her we made it?
JL: Yes. Please play quietly while I do so.
Vash: We gots to be quiet anyway because Jraff and Sleepy are having a nap.
JL (on phone): We've arrived safely. The families are stuck in traffic behind an accident, but they are on the way. I will stay with the children as promised. (Listens for a moment.) I did have to suggest to a homophobe that he write to the government instead of frightening small children, but otherwise there's been no problem.
JL reads up on his new hometown while the girls play, occasionally mentioning something that might interest them, until the first set of parents arrives. Peeta handles the legalities with JL while Ken plops onto the ground beside the children.
Oksana: I told her that my daddies would beat her mommies here. Cause they're old and you aren't.
Ken: We know the roads because we grew up here and they just moved here. Bertie and Daisy ain't so old. Older than us, but younger than my mom.
Vash: You know my new mommies? Do you know my new sister, too? (pronouncing carefully) Es-per-on-za.
Ken: Barbieville's a small town. Pretty much everyone knows everyone.
JL snaps a photo for the agency before releasing Oksana to their custody. (Probably for promotional and legal purposes, but he didn't ask.)
Oksana: Bye-bye, Vash. See you at school, I guess!
Vash: I hope we get a nice teacher.
Peeta: She's very nice. (elbows Ken.) We like her a lot.
Oksana: Oh, yeah! I forgot, Vash, my new Grandma is gonna be our teacher!
Vash: That's almost as neat-o as one of my mommies being the news lady!
Ken (points toward parking lot): There's Vash's mommies, in that white car. We'll point them in the right direction.
Since JL has the camera ready, The Hernandez family poses before getting down to business.
Daisy: We really appreciate your taking care of Vash for her trip. It was very nice of you.
JL: It seemed the most logical course. A sister agency had, after all, helped me find my home here and therefore knew I was safe for them to travel with. No need to burden airline staff with the responsibility of two excited adoptees.
Bertie: A lot of people would have refused to do it. Are you waiting for someone to pick you up? We could give you a ride if you don't mind squishing a bit.
JL: I was planning to call a cab, but I'd be very happy to accept a ride.
Esperanza: So. You're my new sister.
Vash: Yes. I had a big sister before, but she got dead like my old mommy and daddy. It made me sad and scared. Some nice people helped me come here to be safe.
Esperanza: Nowhere is safe, kid. Some places are just safer than others, and they're usually boring. Are you friends with that other girl? The one Ken and Peeta adopted?
Vash: We was at the orphan house together. I'm happy we got adopted to the same town so we can still play together.
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