[Ghost is, at this point, moving with the unbridled energy of someone who's either on their fifteenth cup of coffee in the past six hours, or so aggressively in "fix-everything" mode that she's running on willpower and adrenaline. Or possibly both.
Either way, it makes for an authoritative, matter-of-fact experience when Altria eventually flags her down; she raises a finger to wait, yells at someone across the room about where a spool of copper wire does and doesn't belong, and then pivots back like a champion figure skater, all without missing a single beat of rhythm.]
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Either way, it makes for an authoritative, matter-of-fact experience when Altria eventually flags her down; she raises a finger to wait, yells at someone across the room about where a spool of copper wire does and doesn't belong, and then pivots back like a champion figure skater, all without missing a single beat of rhythm.]
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