[Max grins at the bow but decides against trying to curtsy in return- she has no idea how to. Instead she tries to wave off Ellie as she goes pas the girl, into the tea room.
Teacups. Saucers. Those little teaspoons you use to dump in sugar and stir. Mirrors. Candlesticks. Little bowls of small sweets.
Lots of things to break, Max thinks apprehensively, but with a tinge of excitement that grows as the song goes on.
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Teacups. Saucers. Those little teaspoons you use to dump in sugar and stir. Mirrors. Candlesticks. Little bowls of small sweets.
Lots of things to break, Max thinks apprehensively, but with a tinge of excitement that grows as the song goes on.
But where to start?
And... how?
The upbeat tune continues as Max turns to Ellie.]
...What do we do...?