[Still isn't looking back while she opens a drawer looking for a soup ladle.
She's no snitch either, so she isn't about to rat out the person who did tell her, even if his first instinct is correct. He's just a mutual friend who has Eustace's best interests at heart, just like she does, which is why she's still rummaging through the kitchen looking.
And rather than answer his question, she finally turns to him, eyes on his feet rather than up—just in case!—and she puffs a frustrated sigh.]
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She's no snitch either, so she isn't about to rat out the person who did tell her, even if his first instinct is correct. He's just a mutual friend who has Eustace's best interests at heart, just like she does, which is why she's still rummaging through the kitchen looking.
And rather than answer his question, she finally turns to him, eyes on his feet rather than up—just in case!—and she puffs a frustrated sigh.]
Where do you keep the serving spoons?