[Also a difference between the two of them: Sheryl is stylish, Molly is garish.
At least, that's what she would tell him. Probably to his face, if he ever asked. Sheryl takes his hand, following his lead and twirling out, the fabric of her gown flaring in a dramatic shimmer. She doesn't miss a bit.]
I might go back to it later.
[She says, without skipping a step, twirling back in and under his arm.] But where's the fun in wearing the same thing twice?
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At least, that's what she would tell him. Probably to his face, if he ever asked. Sheryl takes his hand, following his lead and twirling out, the fabric of her gown flaring in a dramatic shimmer. She doesn't miss a bit.]
I might go back to it later.
[She says, without skipping a step, twirling back in and under his arm.] But where's the fun in wearing the same thing twice?