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(Emily sitting on her bed, brushing her hair. Dee watches from the other side of the vessel.)
Dee:
Could… I have a go of that?
Emily: Hm? What, of brushing my hair? Yeah, sure!
Dee: Tell me if I do this wrong… I’ve never done it.
Emily: Even with your own hair?
Dee: No. It’s like my clothes, I appear with it already done and I never have to style it. So I don’t know how.
Emily: Haha! That’s convenient. Do you want me to show you how to plait?
Dee: I’d love that!