"Waaaaaaait," Yelled four-year-old Delphinia Eumelia Suvari, running around barefoot just outside her home. "Waaaait, Miss Butterfly!"

The small girl frowned, arms at her sides as she gave up the chase. Her lips jutted out, full on pouting. Little Delphi plopped herself down on the ground, and laid back, not at all concerned about getting dirt in her short brown hair as she gazed up at the afternoon sky.

"Did she get away, my love?" Konstantina asked, coming to stand over her daughter with a loving smile playing on her lips.

Delphinia nodded, awkwardly. "Yes mummy, she did." Sigh.

Silly butterfly.