[When he clears his throat she swings, misses, and almost loses her balance entirely. She resorts to hugging the bag to avoid tripping over her own feet, and is beet-red when she turns around.
Purely from the exercise, of course, and not because her face is on fire with embarrassment.]
Eddie!
[She takes a moment to catch her breath, then makes a face.] Oh-- I'm not... No one specific.
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Purely from the exercise, of course, and not because her face is on fire with embarrassment.]
Eddie!
[She takes a moment to catch her breath, then makes a face.] Oh-- I'm not... No one specific.