"Hmph. Well, they're all missing out. Sucks for them. And good for you, little dude!"

That last remark is directed at Gus - a warm congratulations on his self confidence.

Finally, though, once Gus seems to be finished playing with her fingers, Marceline stands back up. She tucks her hands casually into the pockets of her jeans, ready to carry on with this conversation at people-height.

"I'm Marceline, by the way. Sorry again for spooking you so bad."