âYou like that boy, donât you?â
 A playful smile graced the artistâs star-freckled face. Knowing smile spread wide along her lips, showing off her pearly whites.
  The âboyâ she was referring to was Adrien Agreste. Rapunzel didnât personally know him but while visiting Paris she had spotted PLENTY of posters.  Â
His visage was easy to remember.  âYou know, when you walked through the door I saw him glance over his shoulder and smile. Why donât you go say hi?? If you want I could go with you!â
             ââ  LIKE HIM  ?  ââ
              she pauses - glancing back over to where adrien was , it was obvious still - to anyone but him at least , that she  adored  him . it wasnât as bad as when they had first met - the honeymoon feeling had worn off leaving her able to act like a normal person for once around him - but of course the feelings still stayed.
              ââ  he did ?  , really? he  smiled? - i .. i mean i donât even know what to say to him. whenever i think about telling him my mind goes completely  BLANK  no thoughts to be found ! i suppose love is weird that way, isnât it ? ââ