At the Baskin Robbins two little girls came in behind us and M. immediately pounced on them, getting right into their faces and demanding to know names, why they were there, what kind of ice cream where they getting, etc.
The two girls were stunned, but handled it well, only backing away slightly.
"Is she always this friendly?" their dad asked me.
I don't remember what I actually said, but it wasn't as good as what I should have said:
"Only when she's been drinking."
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