"He's lying", Matt stage-whispered to her, then cowered beneath the look Mohinder gave him. Molly laughed around the spoon in her mouth.

After a moment, Matt suggested, "Hey, what about art? You're always drawing."

She scraped the spoon around the bottom of the bowl, only a little ice cream left now, and was thinking about it. "I dunno. I don't think I want to be famous."

An interesting logical leap, completely unique to children. Matt wasn't entirely sure how she'd arrived to that one and he looked again to Mohinder, giving a small shrug.

She lit up suddenly. "I could work at a pet store!"