By the time Charlie and Kip arrived at the lodge's restaurant for breakfast, Uncle Bob and Browbeat were already there, Bob sipping coffee over an empty plate, and the flyer landed on the tabletop to one side of him.
"I'd have waited, but after last night, I thought everyone might sleep in a little," the man said, as they seated themselves at the table.
"Everyone's up," Kippy returned, giving his shoulders a brief stretch. "The others will be down in a few minutes." He smiled then, an