They're really lively. My, to have as much energy as these stars...don't you think that would be lovely?

[Lovely or not, the many, many signs of bad luck are a lot less fun to talk about. She takes his hand and stands up, thanking him, though she looks a little embarrassed. Working herself up like that over some predictions...she feels a little childish.]

I'm fine, I think. But I was hoping this would answer your question...that maybe the stars would tell us we're making a difference.

[She sighs and shakes her head. It's hard to push this out of mind. Bad luck, bad luck, luck in the sky. Which is stronger? The bad lucks, or the one good luck?]

I'm sorry.