[Sure enough, across the street a mother quickly hurries her child away from the strange girl issuing threats into her ribbiting satchel.

Leia sighs, hanging her shoulders, then throws another glance into her satchel when she hears him.]

Your cute little froggy eyes aren't going to work on me.

[Except they kind of are.]

Anyhow, in case you didn't hear over all the noise you were making, we're heading to the library now.

[She's also now fully embraced addressing him as if he were a person. What a first day this has been. She idly wonders if Alvin is having better luck.]