[Here's Giselle, wandering through the field of flowers on Deck 13, an obnoxiously pink umbrella (complete with a cat-face, ears and tail) in one hand, strolling through the hill. It's raining, sure, but since when has she ever had a bad feeling for rain. Maybe if she were planning a picnic, but even that hadn't stopped her from improvising.

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