"He's cool," she said softly, then...awe. Pure, unadulterated awe. "Man oh man," (and a glance to the kiddo) "if'n I was in th' habit of cursin'...dude, that rocks." She placed it on her head, and did a proper hat-tip.

"Ain't this so cool?" She beamed, then bit back a whimper as she smiled too widely. Ah, that hurt so much!