"She totally is." Noah gets up and trails after Ronan, slipping the camera strap around his neck like a professional, even though he's still in his pajamas. He goes over to the door to find a pair of his shoes, though, because barefoot and the floor of the barn are not a good match. Slipping them on, he snorts lightly at Ronan with the entire orange juice container.

"Are you going to give that to Cinnamon?" he asks, hurrying over to catch up.