I just don't say a single word. Most times the storm apparently passes but in reality it is the eye of the storm . By this time she is totally frustrated confused and realizes that she was probably being unladylike.

The trick is timing here. I just go over and hug her and say something nice. Like how pretty she looks or how I love her eyes flashing and grin.

She then cools down throwing her hands up in frustration.

At times it is only the calm before another huge storm coming. Then I handle it differently.