That night Kaylee's thoughts are abuzz. Lianne called her cute! Or, sort of, didn't she? It feels surprisingly nice to know her best friend think's she's cute. Well, it's nice to know people think that about you, isn't it? A week ago she wouldn't have expected to be this excited about it, though.
She doesn't say anything about it the next day, just smiles shyly and chats, in person and over telepathy. She comes home again grinning, wondering why she can't stop thinking about the way Lianne smiled at her.