"No," Rose said. "I'd like to try it with powder. I don't think I'd mind it sour. I like sour things." Though even fresh lemons had been somewhat sour for her. She hadn't admitted as much at the time, though. It had been a matter of pride.
She twisted in the swing, imagining what lemonade powder would be like. And then stopped to look at him, a little grin hovering around her mouth, though she also looked slightly confused. "No, I wouldn't be mad. But I don't know - what would it be if not for practice?"