Lion Head Mesa [wp] i really need you tonight

he spoke funnily! he smelled of sweetberry, with a hint of sour. toula giggled as he spoke, and when he stumbled it seemed the fellahin could not anticipate the direction he fell. for he fell into her, but his weight was only a little more than her brothers (at least, as much that had fallen on her). the fellahin were in a quiet panic to intervene then, murmurings of "princess toula!"... but her vibrant laughter quieted them, and eased their minds. she was unhurt, and this was like play to her.
toula rolled away and stood, smiling at him. oh, he was the most sweetest thing she had ever seen! toula wanted him for her own, as she wanted other finery. but this was a neb, not a fellahin. and so she would have him as a friend, and that would make her equally as happy.
do you like to sing? she inquired, seeking something in common with the neb. she had not understood what he was trying to get out, and though the princess had a curfew the hour of it had extended in honor of the occasion.