Pansy: Does it pain you to actually wear purple every once in a while?

Lilac: I’ve worn enough purple. I actually look less monotonous while wearing more than one color. You should try it sometime.

Pansy: Ugh, for once, you’re right. Maybe we can stop at a boutique for some hip Waffle Creek fashion.

Lilac: Sure…

Lilac: Don’t worry about her, Rosemary. I’m taking her sight-seeing today; she shouldn’t bug you.

Rosemary: Thanks, Li. I’ve learned by now just to tune her out.

Lilac: Yeah, it’s a shame, too. She used to be so nice. Oh well. Better go before she starts hashing on Cumulus as well.

Pansy: And who wears a nightgown to bed? What is this, the 1800′s? Oh, and how’s your music going? I haven’t seen any success on your part.

Rosemary: Well, it was nice to see you too. I’m going to eat breakfast. If you need any more salt I’ll be sure not to give it to you.

Pansy: And what gave you the right to be so rude?

Rosemary: -_-

Rosemary: I don’t know if you remember me, but I’m-

Pansy: Rosemary, the chick who thinks it ok to run away with my sister and be the gross mixed couple you are.

Rosemary: Actually, I-

Pansy: You also give the terrible nicknames, right? You called me Pan; I’m not a flipping kitchen utensil. I’m a lady.