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Gita scowled. Geoffrey ran his hand through his hair until it stood up like a rooster's comb. Polly's eyes glittered. Elsie set her lips.
Gita turned on her heel. "Topper gave us your favorite lemon pie, Elsie," she said over her shoulder. "I'm going to tell Amanda to make another for dinner. " And she marched off.