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mood: wary
So. The Mouse had spoken, and there Ellie stood at the gates of Disneyland-that-wasn't, without so much as a makeup bag to her name and with an Armani-clad potential catastrophe waiting expectantly. "Well, this should be an adventure," she observed, trying her best to play it cool. "Care to point a girl in the right direction, hot stuff?"
So. The Mouse had spoken, and there Ellie stood at the gates of Disneyland-that-wasn't, without so much as a makeup bag to her name and with an Armani-clad potential catastrophe waiting expectantly. "Well, this should be an adventure," she observed, trying her best to play it cool. "Care to point a girl in the right direction, hot stuff?"