Chimes in the Glass

A metal spoon rested across the rim of a tall water tumbler. I waddled close, pausing with each gentle wobble. Pui? I nudged the spoon handle with my round flank. Clink. The glass gave a sweet, ringing chime that hummed through the air. I leaned right against the cool, clear glass wall, letting the fading ring vibrate against my belly... quiet, like ripples after a drop.