TWELVE souls » suddenly overcome with rabid smiling glee.
[voiced]
[An excited gasp!] What a wonderful beautiful day outside! The sky is so vividly blue, the grasses so lusciously green...
Flowers! I simply must go gather more flowers. Capell, you'll come, won't you?
[Martel's event!loss? Her dignity. And/or that sense of reservation that keeps her inner spaz on the inside.]
[An excited gasp!] What a wonderful beautiful day outside! The sky is so vividly blue, the grasses so lusciously green...
Flowers! I simply must go gather more flowers. Capell, you'll come, won't you?
[Martel's event!loss? Her dignity. And/or that sense of reservation that keeps her inner spaz on the inside.]