Before she answers, she scoops up a heaping spoonful of ice cream and downs it with the efficiency that comes naturally to a tweenager. Her eyes roll back with bliss. Ah, chocolate. She does remember her manners, and swallows before talking. "Did I mention I love the Bar? Ummhmm." she sets about to clearing the bowl of ice cream in record time.
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"Did I mention I love the Bar? Ummhmm." she sets about to clearing the bowl of ice cream in record time.
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Kestrel digs in to her own bowl.
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Yum.