*takes a step back from you, shrugging noncommittally, though there's a wary look in her eye* I remember lots o' stuff. *flatly* You're really pretty. Like my mommy.
*briefly wrinkles her nose* Ballet. But I already had my lesson today. I have t' go finish my homerwork now. Bye. *pivots on her heel and walks back the way she came (toward the dining room) without so much as a backward glance*