Rising Sun Valley then it's getting louder and louder

His first remark had her brow crinkled in confusion, wondering what he meant by the 'fun' of poppy seeds. "how can seeds be fun?"  She questioned, the words sincere and intrigued. She did suppose that holly rhymed fairly well with poppy, as did his other words; well, not really. She laughed at his attempt, a light, genuine sound that had her tail beat the snow behind her in mirth.