"Does yours do that thing when it's all quiet where he starts singing under his breath, and then he gets louder and louder, and then when you say something about it, he's like, 'No, no, I have no idea what you're talking about!' and then he insists he never does it?"
"All the time! And does yours do the little dance, too?" she asked, bouncing a little.
"Oh my God, the dance!” Martha squealed, and then they both broke into a strange little dance that was mainly tiny arm flails combined with an odd sort of shake to their heads. Despite the fact that they'd only met a few hours ago, their dance was perfectly in time.
"All the time! And does yours do the little dance, too?" she asked, bouncing a little.
"Oh my God, the dance!” Martha squealed, and then they both broke into a strange little dance that was mainly tiny arm flails combined with an odd sort of shake to their heads. Despite the fact that they'd only met a few hours ago, their dance was perfectly in time.
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