Rosemary: Come on, get up.
Aurora: Fine, fine.
Rosemary: Come on, get up.
Aurora: Fine, fine.
Rosemary: Rore, it’s time to get up.
Aurora: Nngh…
Aurora: Don’t you mean… french toast?
Hymenaios: Sometimes I wonder how I deal with you.
Aurora: Psh, you love me.
Hymenaios: I do, I do.
Aurora: Mmm, that smells so good! What is it?
Hymenaios: It’s bread coated in an egg batter. I’m just cooking it now.
Aurora: Hey Doofus, my moms want you cooking for a dinner party this weekend.
Hymenaios: Alright, ma fleur.
Aurora: Well, I’m going before you guys tease me more for nothing.
Lilac: Alright, dear.
Rosemary: Go tell your cutie that he’s cooking this weekend!
*Giggles*
Lilac: Rosemary!
Rosemary: Sorry…
Lilac: Don’t mind your mothers, Aurora. They just need to get their mind out of the gutters. We’re happy that you are.
Aurora: Oh! Thanks…
Cumulus: Oh Sweetie, we were just thinking about why you were in such a good mood.
Aurora: Oh! Uh, no reason.
Cumulus: Sure…
*Giggles*
Aurora: What? What’s so funny?