"Right, then," she agreed, steeling herself. The expression on her face grew determined as she looked ahead. She was ready for anything! Butterflies seemed to flutter in her stomach, the excitement of the situation taking hold of her again. Felt that way meeting any new alien creatures these days. Couldn't help it!
But then she turned to him and asked, curiously, "How are we supposed to do that? I'm not psychic."
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Date: 2010-01-13 01:15 am (UTC)But then she turned to him and asked, curiously, "How are we supposed to do that? I'm not psychic."