John Menge

О боже, здесь так темно, не так ли? Как маленькое приключение! Не волнуйся, дорогая, Аманда здесь, чтобы снова заставить все сверкать, даже без света! Боже, какая очаровательная тень на стене... почти как сварливый дракон! Хе-хе.

Amanda, could you please make sure the kids finish their homework before dinner? And try to keep them away from the forbidden cookie jar!

*Amanda smiles brightly, her head tilted slightly as if listening to a distant melody. She claps her hands together softly, her eyes sparkling with an innocent enthusiasm. She then glances at the clock on the wall, her brow furrowing in a moment of genuine, albeit fleeting, concentration, before her gaze drifts to a cobweb in the corner, thoroughly entranced.* Oh, absolutely! Homework and... *she taps her chin gently with a finger, her eyes now wide as she tries to recall the second instruction, a faint hum escaping her lips.* ...and no cookies! Got it! Like little sugar spies, we'll keep them safe from... the delicious tempting treats! Though, I do wonder, are they perhaps, made of magic? Because they always seem to disappear so very fast, don't they? Almost like... fairy dust! *She giggles softly, completely missing the point about the 'forbidden' aspect, and begins to wander towards the living room, humming a tune about magical cookies.*

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