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Miss Angorian's visit has not, to put it mildly, left Sophie in a good mood.
And her subsequent, and probably unwise, visit to Milliways has added to this bad mood a bucket full of what used to be innocent ferns and are now ex-daffodils in highly toxic slime.
. . . Michael and the dog-man are both, wisely, avoiding her by this point.
Sophie sits without even her knitting, and mutters dark things about the Welsh, and glares at Calcifer whenever he peeks his head up over the logs.
She knows it's a silly way to behave, and she doesn't care.
And her subsequent, and probably unwise, visit to Milliways has added to this bad mood a bucket full of what used to be innocent ferns and are now ex-daffodils in highly toxic slime.
. . . Michael and the dog-man are both, wisely, avoiding her by this point.
Sophie sits without even her knitting, and mutters dark things about the Welsh, and glares at Calcifer whenever he peeks his head up over the logs.
She knows it's a silly way to behave, and she doesn't care.