From where she had been standing by Adam and John, Pepper had seen the hat all right. And just as Brian had suspected, she ignored him for the moment. Gave him too much attention, and he'd run wild with it, Brian would. Better to keep him in his place and let him know that he could stand on his head for all she cared, she would not be pulled into childish distractions.

When the appropriate amount of time had passed, she turned and looked over her shoulder, shouting, "Oi, jester boy! I dun't see any jugglin' going on over there, shape up! Why did the music stop, anyways? Go on, chop, chop!"

No one said she couldn't provide the childish distractions herself, of course.