She covers her face briefly at that, clears her throat, takes away her hands, and then - blushing, but completely straight, fists clenched to keep from hiding behind her hands again, lowers her voice in a more or less impersonation of her brother.]
You're a little shit but you're real fiery, aren't you? Bet you could heat up my North Pole.
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She covers her face briefly at that, clears her throat, takes away her hands, and then - blushing, but completely straight, fists clenched to keep from hiding behind her hands again, lowers her voice in a more or less impersonation of her brother.]
You're a little shit but you're real fiery, aren't you? Bet you could heat up my North Pole.