Key's smiling face intruded on her glumness. Priscilla supposed he hadn't been laughing at her after all; and she blushed because of her misunderstading. Almost too embarrassed, she might have turned away again, if she hadn't thought that would have ruined the happy atmosphere Key wanted to reign.

To banish her sad thoughts, she imagined what kind of clothes she might make for Key, or the outfits she might make for herself ... She would actually be able to wear them for once, though now that she thought about it she'd always worried more about others wearing her creations. "So, you were saying you got to choose the game this time?" The young woman eyed the many gadgets strewn beneath the tv a little warrily. She was just getting used to the controls on the purple square, what if Key decided to switch gaming systems too?

"What do you want to teach me next, anyway?"