Bounce, bounce...an then finally a giggle. She was not immune to bouncing! "Yay! That's...more like grass. Neat!" It was a very different shade of green than what she'd pictured! Annnnd...yes, latching onto the squeaky moogle toy happily. By the time Super Moogle had saved the city of bubbles from the evil submarine men, well, it'd been close to an hour?

She was well scrubbed though.

And the PJs she was wearing smelled like they belonged in Braig's house! "Hey, is there room in there?" She, naturally, was poking the blankets on the floor when she returned!