““Of course I can.” He stuck out a rolled tongue and wiggled it, demonstrating, then pulled it back. “Everyone can do that, surely? Ian?” “Oh, aye, of course.” Ian obligingly demonstrated. “Anyone can.” “I can’t,” said Brianna. Jamie stared at her, taken aback. “What d’ye mean ye can’t?” “Bleah.” She stuck out a flat tongue and waggled it from side to side. “I can’t.” “Of course ye can.” Jamie frowned. “Here, it’s simple, lass—anyone can do it!” He stuck out his own tongue again, rolling and unrolling it like a paternal anteater, anxiously encouraging its offspring toward an appetizing mass of insects. He glanced at Roger, brows lifted.””
