Witch's Marsh Firework!

Engel went on to describe the someone, and while Poppy wasn't sure exactly whether he meant it platonically or romantically, she decided to keep quiet on the fact a little longer. "what's her name?" She chirped, imagining already the beautiful woman Engel described. Surely she'd find out eventually how he viewed her, but for now, her thoughts were momentarily stolen away by Engel's next comment.  "I never thought things would turn out like this - I'm lucky, too."