She sat up enough to grab the gift and rushed to open it. She got excited at the style until she realized... "Wait, it's just a book?" She made a face. "Dad. Notebooks aren't gifts. They're school things." She yawned, and remembered a bit more of the weekend. "You're going to make me take notes at a girl's spa weekend?" Something didn't seem right about that. And no, she had not yet opened it.