The sky-vacuum's power had to be diminished because of the noise and they couldn't get liftoff. It only fluffed her hair.
"I love feeling the wind in my hair." she said, smiling at the friendly photographer. "I adore fall, don't you?"
If you had been vacuumed properly, I would, he thought. I would have gotten some spectacular photos of your ascension.
"Yes," he said. "I love all the seasons."
"Me too," she said. "Me too."