He swiveled around. "Oh, hello, Wanda, honey."
"Hello, Haireee. Are you glad little ol' me could come, huh?"
"Sure am."
"Me, too. Can I look at the—oh. It's already on."
"Uh-huh. Look. Wanda."
"Hum?"
"I talked to Nestir today."
"Goody. What did he say, huh? I can be an adult and get to play in the Festival, can I?"
"I don't know, yet. He's thinking about it. That's why I want to see you. He's going to check your record. And Wanda?"
"Them stars shore are purty."