“Hey! What are you doing, Elise?”
Standing at the next sink, Elise is spellbound by the soap dispenser. She moves her hand close and then pulls it away. Slowly, she moves her hand back, as if she were trying to sneak up on the little machine. “Oh!” A puffy cloud of soap squirts into her waiting, dirt-streaked palm. “Is it alive, Maxzyne? How does it know?” She bends to inspect the dispenser, searching for the eye that must surely be watching. This movement causes another cloud of foam to be released, catching her by surprise when it lands softly on her forehead. Perplexed, she wipes it away with the back of her hand.
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