"Right, perhaps I should," Gwynfillion said softly and put on a small smile. She turned to Garion. "Say good bye to Miss Chilly Garion."
"Come on Sandy, please....just let us do this, for you, and if it doesn't work out, we'll never bother you to get a fillyfriend ever again," She melodramatically threw herself at his leg, hoping this act would persuade him over. "You never know, it could be fun."