( She shoots him another grin, rollin' right on by and twisting around to then roll backward further inside once outside the range of his motion, the door, or any other obvious impedement. )
Happy Birthday, birthday boy! How's it feel?
( Second person she's been on time for when a birthday came up -- or third, she remembers Miles -- who hasn't been off galavanting with pirates or goodness knows what else at the time. )
I made this for you!
( She taps on the top of the (rather unremarkable) box. )
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Happy Birthday, birthday boy! How's it feel?
( Second person she's been on time for when a birthday came up -- or third, she remembers Miles -- who hasn't been off galavanting with pirates or goodness knows what else at the time. )
I made this for you!
( She taps on the top of the (rather unremarkable) box. )