The Frumpy Fairy Godmother gives a small squeal of delight, runs across the porch, down the steps, across the yard and flings herself into the air to hug Slim while he is still on his horse. Her momentum carries her over the horse, flopping her down on the ground, throwing her skirt up over her head. She flails at her skirt and petticoats a moment, then clears her face. Half sitting, half splayed on the ground, she smiles up to Slim and speaks in a clear, dignified voice.
"I've been well, thank you. Trinity thinks I look like a squirrel."