"And Susie was just holding it?" said Phil, turning the device over in his hands.
"Yes, I think she took it right before we left," said Anna. "You didn't leave it out, did you?"
"No, It's not mine... No brand name or other marks, either. What do you think it is?"
This wasn't going great for Roy. He had almost reached the device before Phil had come in and grabbed it off the table. Now he could do no more than shift uncomfortably in his comically large padded high chair while his fate was determined. He was so close...
Anna thought for a moment. "We never did find the remote for the old TV, before we sold it?"
This caused Brittney to look up, and shoot a smirk at Phil. He returned it with a sour look. "It couldn't possibly be, we looked everywhere."
"Well, what else could it be?" said Anna, with an air of smugness. Roy was at a complete loss for what kind of victory she'd had.
Phil deflated somewhat, letting out a deep exhale. "You're right, it's the old TV remote. I guess we should've looked a little longer,". Roy was stunned, and stopped idly grabbing at the bottom of his dress. How could they actually believe the device was a remote?
"It's okay dear, it's water under the bridge now," Anna replied.
Phil walked over to Roy, and said "Well, we might as well give it back to Susie, if she likes it so much." A ray of hope burst through Roy. He might have a chance yet!
"Wait, shouldn't we give it to those people we sold the TV to?" said Brittney, who had now put her phone down completely.
"Nah, that was years ago. Even if I could track them down, it wouldn't be worth it. And besides," Phil added, now directly in front of Roy, "it makes a really cheap toy for Susie." Roy felt a smile creep onto his face as his father reached toward him and pinched his cheek. "Isn't that right, cutie Susie! It's Daddy! It's daddy! Lookie what I found! It's a TV remote!" Phil handed the remote to Roy, who had to struggle to get a good grip onto it. Babies can't hold things very well. "Her'ya' go, cutie-pie!"
Before Roy had any kind of chance to aim, he felt himself being lifted out of the chair, and cradled by Anna. He held the device against his chest defensively; there's no way he was losing hold of it now. Before he knew it, he was placed back in the giant pink stroller, and headed down the hallway once more. Roy was ecstatic, he almost couldn't believe his luck. This time, he would have plenty of time to choose another person to swap with, and he could even afford to be choosy this time.