"I agree." And then she said with a grin about the lemonade, "Some people use raspberries to make it pink, but I thought the strawberries would taste lovely and fresh." She drank of her own and set it aside, sitting down on the ground. She went back to talking about what she wanted. "I mean, my mother wanted to track down the man who kidnapped me and it was like she wanted me to marry the man to save my reputation. Could you imagine that? That would be a cruel fate."