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Later on, Ginevra was in the living room, watching TV. I went to meet her.

“Hey!” I waved my hand. She looked at me, chewing the popcorn she just put in her mouth.

“Hi,” she replied, turning her gaze to the TV.

I moved closer. “Um, Ginevra?” I called and she looked at me again. “Can I ask you a favor?”

“Oh, yeah, sure, why not?” she accepted, picking another popcorn.

“I want to go out for a few minutes. I will be back before you know it,” I requested, clenching my fingers together in a pleading way.

“Well, um, no problem,” Ginevra accepted. “But remember to get me some pastries.”

“Ah, you are going to give birth to confection!” I expressed, picking my purse from the couch where she was seated. She laughed.

“Thanks for the permission!” I exclaimed, heading out.

“Don’t forget my pastries!” Ginevra exclaimed before I slammed the door.