Clara gave her that look. The one that protective mothers give when they feel like their child is learning a lesson about something that won't matter years down the road. She hugged her in return. She knew that Clara wouldn't say anything, but it didn't hurt to mention it. "Thank you," she said, even though she was going to get scolded for thanking her at all. "I'm waiting to tell your parents because my parents don't know and we all know it would get back to them immediately," Liz laughed, though it was a sort of nervous sound. She looked down to Kevin and saw him drifting off. Liz smiled.