[Why not dancing? It comes so naturally in the scene, after all, just like everything else. As the collective voices of the diner rise up, Luce finally begins to sing to the chorus as well. After the rough past couple of weeks, she lets loose with everything she has.]
[And that, for whatever reason, seems to carry her elation through crystal clear, until her own happiness is echoing throughout the various diners.]
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[And that, for whatever reason, seems to carry her elation through crystal clear, until her own happiness is echoing throughout the various diners.]