Quinn fluttered on shimmering butterfly wings. She was flying off to spread beauty and style throughout Lawndale via the magical sparkling glitter which spewed from her mouth.

Jake spoke wisely as he sat on the couch, his spirit animal perched on his shoulder. He gave sage advice to the young men seated at his feet.

Helen was in the garage knapping flint, preparing to lead her tribe to success on the Maryland state bar examination.

Daria returned to the forest. She found the last of the berries. She ate the berries and the result was a mild case of diarrhea.