>>19583536As soon as Lola got closer to Paule she opened her eyes and did a Kip-up. Paule stood tall again, ready for the next bump:
>Oh my god! That was scary.>There might be a ghost in the dojo.Paule beat off the dust from her clothes and examined her surroundings:
>Oh, your hair is so pretty!>Hi. My name is Paule, are you new here?>Wait.>Oh I know you. I've seen your face in the dirt sheets of the Pasta Daily.>You are that wrestler from Mexico.>Lila, Lula, Lala...Paule closed her eyes, making a physical effort to remember harder. She frowned her face for some seconds. Once the thinking was done, she relaxed her look and clapped once to give a way to the results:
>I don't remember your name.>But I know you! 