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[Several of those bubbles pop, as if his words were the darts that shot right through them, and they explode into a burst of tiny red stars around them, like glitter that fades. And that's when she notices how they are utterly and completely surrounded in them, their table blocked off from the rest of the café. It's a good thing that she chose one near the back corner or else they'd have a lot more people staring than the giggling couple that sits at the one near them.

Not that she notices them, either. She's only just registering that all of the bubbles are red, and what they are for.]

You knew all this time!?

[She smacks a hand against his chest at that smirk.]