““What's kissing like?" "Mmm-like dancing,actually." Bramble pushed her prridge to Ivy and grinned. "You know, the part after a spin, when the room turns about you. What do you think, Clover?" Clover shook her golden head. "I think it more..when the gentleman catches you in his arms, that warm feeling that makes your toes sort of curl." Bramble's face twisted. "No..that's not right. Well, dash it, if we knew more dances-””
