Me: Elena, would you bring your dish to the sink?
EM stands up from the table, gracefully flitting past the counter to the sink and then twirls back into her seat.
Me: Elena, you weren't walking just now, that was the most beautiful dance I've ever seen performed!
EM looks up from the comics she's reading in today's newspaper, ponders a moment in silence, and then returns to her reading.
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