Manuela holds her glass out of the way of the commotion. There will be no spills in here tonight...yet. Give them a few hours. Her arm goes out to catch Ori on her way down, so her fall from the top of the blanket fort isn't too painful or humiliating.
Ori's declaration makes her black, color, and then laugh softly - in that order.]
You're right, of course, but what's brought this on? [And why is she drunkenly declaring it a secret?]
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Manuela holds her glass out of the way of the commotion. There will be no spills in here tonight...yet. Give them a few hours. Her arm goes out to catch Ori on her way down, so her fall from the top of the blanket fort isn't too painful or humiliating.
Ori's declaration makes her black, color, and then laugh softly - in that order.]
You're right, of course, but what's brought this on? [And why is she drunkenly declaring it a secret?]