Ali knelt on the floor, holding her hair back out of her face with one hand, whispering to a little army of spiders. It might seem drastic, but she really wanted to find Spider right now and didn't have time to wait for him to mosey out someplace she can see him. So, she asks the spiders to relay her most cordial invitation to visit at his
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Hello, my Ali.
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*He moves to sit by her on the sofa, careful not to dislodge the lace pillow and various bobbins*
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A fine and accommodating man, Mr Spider.
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*His voice is amused and he rubs his cheek against her touch like a cat*
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That's her teasing voice Jas, don't worry.
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I? Indeed not, my Ali, I do very well on every occasion.
*Well, she's not the only one who has a teasing voice. Although his is laced a little more with sarcasm than hers*
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One may practice finer graces no matter one's occupation. The ability to do well does not vary: only the nature of the behaviour required.
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