Matilda's hands fly eagerly to her cheeks as she feels them flush with excitement, and her entire body does an energetic little rock back and forth. "Oh! Thank you so much! How eleemosynary of you to think of--" She panics at the secondary body, and teleports the fuck away from that, over to the other end of the video table.

"I will! I'll tell-- oh!" She whips out her smart phone right then and there.