Her sister grabbed her by her hand and pulled her excitedly away from Edward. "Can I borrow my sister for a few minutes?" Marge said.
"Sure," Edward replied, not having a choice anyway when Marge started dragging her away from him.
"What's going on?" Smiling at her sister who was beaming from ear to ear. She wondered if she should be happy or concerned about the uncharacteristic actions of Marge. "By the way, where have you been?" She quickly added, remembering that her sister was nowhere to be found earlier.
They stopped walking in a vacant hallway just outside of the ballroom. Then, Marge faced her, trying to get her full attention.
"It doesn't matter where I've been." Marge was in between giggles and laughter. "Sabrina, what matters is that we are now official," Marge said, which made no sense to her.
"What's official even means? What are you talking about?" She continued to smile at her excitement but was still bewildered as Marge acted like a teenager.
