Jenna took a deep breath and placed her daughter on her feet then crouched down to her level. "Can you do something for mommy?" she asked. "What," Julia asked back absent-mindedly flipping her hair to her right-shoulder again. "Can you go play on the slides while mommy talks to Justin Bieber?" Jenna asked gently. Julia thought about it for a second, "Why do you want to talk to Justin Bieber?" A small smile appeared on Jenna’s face, this girl never ran out of questions did she? "Its big kid stuff, but I'll play tag with you after," she said tucking a lock of Julia's hair behind her ear. The little girl pouted, "But I want to play tag now." "Look if you go play on the slides, me and Justin Bieber will play with you after," Jenna said impatiently, and not even bothering to ask Justin. Julia considered this for a minute, "Pinky promise?" She stuck out her pinky, as her mother let out her laugh. Her laugh that sounded like wind chimes, her beautiful laugh. "Sure baby, pinky promise." With that she wrapped her pinky around her daughter's little one, and shook it. "Justin Bieber has to pinky promise to," Julia said unconvinced. Jenna looked back at Justin who hadn't so much as blinked. "Honey, I don't think Justin Bieber can even move let alone pinky promise," Jenna said. Julia shook her head furiously and stomped her foot, "He has too." Justin walked over with an amused expression on his face, "Didn't you use to stomp your foot like that?" Jenna glared and stood up, and stomped ...