[She is smiling, of course. How could she not be? But her expression has yet to catch up with her thoughts, as that quick mind of hers catalogues, sorts, analyzes, and decides.]
[Thus, after a moment, her smile goes from bright to blinding, a delighted joy in her eyes.]
I say... I begin to understand what all the fuss is about.
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[Thus, after a moment, her smile goes from bright to blinding, a delighted joy in her eyes.]
I say... I begin to understand what all the fuss is about.