"Maybe that's why you thought she was awaiting a man. People often think in straight lines and it blinds them with a narrow field of vision." Molly grabbed the last spinach, pastry thingies off her plate. "Let's go. You can still walk, so the damage was minimal."
Molly trailed Lisa, dancing along to her own music, with a skip and a twirl. Sugar was good. She liked sugar. Lots of it in pop.