Elinor saw John Willoughby's car pull up to the house. Marianne ran up to the front door while he was locking it up.
"Elinor! Look!" she squealed, thrusting her wrist in her sister's face.
"It's a bracelet?"
John walked in the door just then, and Marianne grabbed his wrist and pulled it next to hers.
"Yes! Look! They're matching! We went to a store at the mall that does custom engraving, and John suggested it!"
"Matching bracelets?"
Their mother walked in, and Elinor wanted to ask if she thought this was a good idea, but Marianne already had her attention.