Re: Second Floor, Theater
She nodded at his observation. "Precisely. We look just like them, but we aren't really. Some of us try to pass and others let themselves stand out," said thoughtfully. "What do you think about all the vigilantes?" she asked, forgetting a moment that tonight wasn't about work.
She shook her head almost immediately after it, as if she was clearing it. "No, no vigilantes. Tell me why the penguins don't like water and fish. I would have thought those would be two of their favorite things." See, lighthearted. She could do lighthearted.