A Surprise for Daddy “You know what to do, Beanie?” Dave Knarr asks as the elevator starts for the twentieth floor. Beside him stands Bobby Jansen’s young daughter Jenna, a.k.a. Jenna Bean, a.k.a. Beanie. She studies herself in the mirrored wall, a look of bemused detachment on her pretty young face. “Bean?” he prompts. “Remember, this is supposed to be a surprise. That means—” In the reflection, her eyes flicker his way. “I know what that means.” Touching her shiny lips with one small finger, she sees he’s still watching and gives him a winning smile. “Don’t worry, Mr. Dave. I’m ready to rumble.” Mr. Dave. It makes him sound so…well, old, to be honest, but Bobby said she couldn’t just call him Dave. “She has to show some respect,” he claimed. “But isn’t it a bit too formal for someo