"Bet they'll have a survey you can fill out afterward," Jupiter quips, carefully untangling herself from Trudy and moving forward over the broom, mindful not to step on little frozen Claudia's head, although she does get momentarily distracted (Has Claude had a nose job???).

Jupiter doesn't have much trouble moving, really. She tentatively toes the nearest ball with her foot, and then steps aboard and seats herself on it, dangling her feet over the sides with a satisfied grin. This is delightful.

After a moment, she extends her hand to Trudy in what seems to be an offer of assistance, but then she says, "Hey can I have one of your pairs of glasses?"