[ Her invitation - or whatever it may have been - accepted, Pyrrha begins a calm stroll down the lines of tents. Some of them are quite sweet smelling. Others sell trinkets she's never seen, nesting dolls and Christmas ornaments. ]
How long has it been since you've had one?
[ Stopping at the first cake she sees, Pyrrha interrupts herself with a second question. ]
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How long has it been since you've had one?
[ Stopping at the first cake she sees, Pyrrha interrupts herself with a second question. ]
Is that it?