Her lips formed an O as he described the features. "I was thinking more along the lines of showmanship, this would be perfect! Just imagine hearing the cracking of a whip on the stage. This could be so much fun."
She pushed the button he'd pushed to extend it so that it would return to its former shape, then slipped it under her arm. It was definitely a keeper.
She spotted something on another shelf that looked like a small butterfly. Picking it up, she showed it to George. "And this?"