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Starfire bounded over to Raven, beaming. "Raven!" she exclaimed. "Will you-"
"No," Raven interrupted, looking at Starfire over her book.
Undaunted, Starfire beamed irrepressibly at Raven. "Then I hope you have joy of your book!" she announced, bouncing away.
She returned a moment later with an ice cream cone. "What's that?" Raven demanded, staring at the six colorful scoops thrust in front of her.
"Ice cream!" Starfire said, licking the top scoop. "I thought we might share mine!"
Reluctantly, Raven leaned forward. The cone jiggled.
"Raven, you have ice cream on your face," Starfire fussed, and carefully licked it off.