Violette: Well, if I did want to impress him, that wouldn’t mean anything!
Meadow: You like him.
Violette: Yes- NO!
Meadow: You totally do.
Violette: Well, if I did want to impress him, that wouldn’t mean anything!
Meadow: You like him.
Violette: Yes- NO!
Meadow: You totally do.
Violette: What? What makes you say that?
Meadow: You smile when you talk about him the same way our moms do. You aren’t very sneaky about it.
Violette: Are you sure I look good?
Meadow: You look fine, Violette. I don’t get why you’re so nervous. It’s like you’re trying to, I dunno, impress Avocado.
Piccolo: Oh, sweetie, it’s ok! We’ll just clean up and play again!
Cappella: Ok!
Cappella: I made mess. 😦
Arpeggio: I took off my clothes!
Cappella: Who dat?
Arpeggio: That’s da puppy!
Cappella: Puppy?
Arpeggio: Arf, arf!
Avocado: Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?
Violette: Really?
Avocado: Really.
Violette: Well, I guess I’m going, then.
Avocado: Really? Awesome! Now, let’s finish this project.
Avocado: So, are you planning on going to the Formal?
Violette: Well, not really.
Avocado: Why not?
Violette: No one to go with. It would be boring if I went alone.
Avocado: What’s it like now that your house is emptier.
Violette: It’s weird. With Cupid and Calypso gone, I never realized how much I loved having them around. I don’t know if we’re getting any more pets. And it’s ever weirder that Twizzle’s at college.
Avocado: I bet. I’m an only child, so I don’t really know what that’s like.
Violette: Well, I’m getting used to it now.