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[Ana is sitting in her room, tuning a shiny new violin that's sitting on her lap. Lalamon comes bouncing in, sitting on Ana's head and looking down.]
Wassat, Ana?
A violin.
Ouuuhhh... 'spretty. ... whatd'ya do with it?
[chuckles] You play it. It's a musical instrument.
... COOL! Play it, Ana, play it!
Okay, okay, hang on...
... that was so pretty...
[Ana blushes a little] Thanks, Lalamon...
Wassat, Ana?
A violin.
Ouuuhhh... 'spretty. ... whatd'ya do with it?
[chuckles] You play it. It's a musical instrument.
... COOL! Play it, Ana, play it!
Okay, okay, hang on...
... that was so pretty...
[Ana blushes a little] Thanks, Lalamon...
