Penny woke up in a great mood this morning, which meant she was more talkative than usual, if that were possible. The young woman’s brown hair was loose and flowing, her eyes were shining, and she had on a plain white tank-top that did nothing to obscure her very impressive cleavage.

“So then I said-“

And.. she wouldn’t shut up.

“-so there I was, trying to handle a yellow stag-“

She just kept talking.

“-we ran out of carrots. But don’t worry, we-“

And talking.

“-in the end that’s-“

And TALKING.

“-right?”