"You're gonna get a lot of stories," comes a moist reply from the vicinity of her upper chest.

The food is completely forgotten in the moment. Words stumble over themselves, wanting to be expressed, piling up in her mind like derailing freight cars. Finally, one pushes through.

"I can fly," she said, with a bit of a chuckle. "I've wanted to take you flying with me so many times. Take you up over the city where it's all just laid out beneath us like...like it's a model set. Kiss you up there where it's just us, nothing else in the world, not even birds..."