Rosemary: Ooo, you paint? You’re going to have to let me see some of your paintings sometimes.
Cumulus: Will do!
Rosemary: Ooo, you paint? You’re going to have to let me see some of your paintings sometimes.
Cumulus: Will do!
Cumulus: Oh hello! You must be my new neighbor!
Rosemary: My name is Rosemary, and I live in the rental house down the road with my best friend, Lilac. She’s at work, but I figured since I saw you move in, I should come meet you!
Cumulus: That is so kind of you. I was going to head over in a bit, but I got lost in my painting.
???: Knock Knock! Anyone home?
Cumulus: I’m coming!
Goldenrod: Now kiddo, we’re expecting a future son or daughter in law the next time we see you.
Cumulus: What?
Marigold: He’s kidding, dear. Just ignore him.
Cumulus: I’ve been doing that for the past fifteen years.
Marigold: Well, we have to catch the flight home. Call us tomorrow!
Citron: I guess I’m gonna miss you, sis.
Cumulus: Oh, c’mon; you love me.
Citron: Everybody loves you, sis. You don’t have to make it sound like a privilege to like you.
Cumulus: What? That’s crazy.
Citron: Tell that to the five boys who asked you to prom this last year.
Marigold: Alright, you two. No need to bicker.
Goldenrod: Ah, no problem, kiddo. You’ve earned it.
Marigold: We figured that since we’ll help your brother with his dream restaurant, we should help you with your dreams too. The house isn’t that furnished, though.
Goldenrod: We may be well off, but we aren’t made of money.
Cumulus: You guys are the best parents ever. You didn’t have to do any of this. I’m definitely going to have to come when Citron opens his restaurant.
Marigold: Speaking of your brother, Citron! Come over and say goodbye to your sister!
Marigold: Oh Cumulus, I’m going to miss you so much! But I’m proud of you for getting this painting deal. Even if I would like you to have gotten one near Windenburg…
Cumulus: Relax, mom. I’ll make sure to visit often. And I can’t thank you guys enough for helping get this, um, giant house for me.