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[color=goldenrod]"I lost my straw man."[/color]
She admits ashamedly as tho she were confessing a sin. Her spirits then pick back up. 
[color=goldenrod]"He's making me a new one!"[/color] She points to a man at the table buried in a book [@Pineappletumble]
[color=goldenrod]"Where is your man? When are you going to the festival?"[/color] she asks the woman with a delicate amusement.
Meanwhile her curious wide eyes examin the woman's attire as her hands find yet another large cookie.