Abilene replied, "Gladly," and started singing to herself as she grabbed the broom and headed out to do as he asked. She slipped her coat on as she stepped out the door and danced about with the broom a little. Her dreams last night had involved a prince sweeping her off her feet at a ball, and she still the tune stuck in her head, though she didn't think she'd ever heard it before in her waking hours. When she was done, she headed into the back and warmed her hands by the oven for a moment. She smiled at how Andrew was whistling a happy tune and as she washed her hands, she looked over her shoulder at him and asked, still smiling, "Receive any good news lately?"