[Maybe it's that comment that spurs Ruby on once she picks up the shooting gallery gun; maybe it's genuine new skills (or that the dice decreed she gets a damn natural 20 on this). Whatever it is, Ruby feels a near-supernatural pull towards a plush bunny among the prizes and hits it square between its button eyes with the pellet gun, knocking it over with dramatic precision.]
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Haha!! Bullseye! Did you see that, Mama?!
[She looks extremely proud of herself.]