"I'm not as handsome as you, but maybe I can score anyway." Hartley dared to wink at him, at the same time gathering Teddy up in his arms and getting up, putting his flute back into his kangaroo pocket. "Shall we get you ready for bed? Teddy, not Axel." Teddy giggled and rested his head on Hartley's shoulder. "By the way, why is Mick not calling?"