[And Tony soon did, walking up to the girl. She didn't mind filling out any application forms Elle wanted, since all she wanted to do was keep an eye on Elle so she wouldn't do anything dangerous like wander up to the fourth floor or run into a killer whose age hadn't been regressed.]

"Hi, Elle. Is that the application? Do you have a crayon or something for me to fill it out with?"

[It couldn't be near as bad playing along with little Elle's games as it was with big Elle.]