[Ellie's a little distracted by standing right in front of the oven, watching and feeling it warm up. She presses on and off the oven light button a few times before turning to face Daisy again. Now they're standing close enough that Ellie could reach out and touch her. Slowly but surely, she's warming up to this lady.]
Well, it was a shooting star. Why else?
[Yes, she is the type to laugh at her own jokes. She even reaches up to scratch at her eyebrow, like she thinks she's the coolest person in space for telling something so ridiculous. And don't worry, Daisy. There's plenty more where that came from.]
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Well, it was a shooting star. Why else?
[Yes, she is the type to laugh at her own jokes. She even reaches up to scratch at her eyebrow, like she thinks she's the coolest person in space for telling something so ridiculous. And don't worry, Daisy. There's plenty more where that came from.]