Hearing Anne laugh isn't exactly a rare thing, but it still give Greta a little thrill to hear it, as if she's achieved something special. There's a hint of that little triumph lurking in the corners of her eyes as she looks Anne over.

"Well," Greta allows, carefully tipping up the brim of Anne's hat for easier access, "I was very clever about it, just now. You hardly stood a chance."

There's a real risk that she'll just start giggling again if she tries to keep rolling the joke along, but more to the point, that's not why she all but dragged Anne into the pantry to begin with. So she leans in, pausing just a breath away from letting their lips meet — letting Anne choose, this time, to close the little distance.