Willow couldn't help but laugh along, after all, he had gotten her spot on. "I do, actually. So I suppose this isn't anything new for me." She was always dashing around, running right in to things and people. She'd been like that since she was born. Sometimes she felt like she had more of herself than she knew what to do with.
She nodded, shaking his hand. "Willow," she introduced herself. "You probably know my sister, Isabella?"