"I'm not...famous," Aly mumbles, even though at this point she probably is. Still, she can't help but swell with pride a little at the flattery. "And I'm not pretty, stop it." That isn't false modesty. She really doesn't think much of her looks, because she doesn't think much about them.

"And yeah, I jumped. That's kind of what I do. And, uh, sure?"

Wow, this girl could rival Annie for motormouth of the year. And that was saying something.