At the moment Robin was on ice cream duty while I was in the back listening to the recording of the Russians with the boys. "It sounded familiar." Steve says eating a piece of his banana and I take a piece too.
"What?" I ask walking towards Dustin.
"The music. The music right there at the end." Steve talks with his mouth full pissing off Dustin.
"Why are you listening to the music, Steve? Listen to the Russian! We're translating Russian!" Dustin shouts at him. "I'm trying to listen to the Russian but there's music-," Steve shouts back as Robin comes back.
"All right, babysitting time is over. You need to get in there. Hey, my board. That was important data, shitbirds." She turns to the guys.
"I guarantee you, what we're doing is way more important than your data." Dustin tells her. Robin tells Dustin how does he know the Russians are up to no good anyway. "You told her about-," Dustin looks at Steve.
"It wasn't me." Steve says, then looks at me and I shake my head and point at Robin.
"Hello, I can hear you. Actually, I can hear everything. You both are extremely loud." She says and I hit both boys.
"I told you two to keep it down." I shake my head at them.
"You think you have evil Russians plotting against our country on tape. And you're trying to translate but haven't figured out a word because you didn't realize Russians use an entirely different alphabet. Sound about right?" She says before reaching for the recorder.
"Whoa! What do you think you're doing?" Steve takes it first.
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"I wanna hear it." Robin smiles at them. "I'm fluent in four languages, you know?" She rocks on her feet.
"Russian?" Dustin asks.
"Ou-yay, are-yay, umb-day." She says and Steve oh's and Dustin is amazed making me laugh.
"That's Pig Latin, Dingus." I walk over to Robin's side. "But she can speak Spanish, French, and Italian, and she was in band for 12 years." I wrap my arm around her shoulder and she nods her head.
"My ears are little geniuses, trust me." She begs them and I smile at them.
"Give her the recorder." I cross my arms looking at Steve and he does it taking her scooper.
"You're helping me!" He grabs my hand dragging me out the door.
"It's not even my turn." I whine as he gives me my scooper.
"I know, but you love me and you got me to allow Robin to help us." He pats the top of my head and I smack him.
"What sample do you want this time Erica?" I smile at her and I get her the sample she wanted.
"You're the only nice one, Skylar." She waves goodbye to me walking out with her group.
"Bullshit, you're nice." Steve says standing behind me and I bump him back.
