Casper: Mr. and Mrs. Puff, can I speak with Marshmallow, alone?
Aster: I don’t see why not.
Ivory: There’s a sitting area right by the stairs. We’ll stay out here.
Casper: Mr. and Mrs. Puff, can I speak with Marshmallow, alone?
Aster: I don’t see why not.
Ivory: There’s a sitting area right by the stairs. We’ll stay out here.
Glacier: This is awesome! I’d kill for a backyard like this. A backyard, period.
Willow: Really? You don’t have a backyard?
Casper: Marshmallow, are you even listening to me?
Marshmallow: Hmm? Yeah, yeah…
Casper: So as I was saying…
Marshmallow: *Sigh*
*Chatter*
Willow: Hey… this is total shiitake.
Glacier: Couldn’t agree more.
Willow: What do you say we get out of here? We have a porch swing out back.
Glacier: Yes, please.
Eyelet: Our wonderful son, Glacier, will continue on our namesake.
Glacier: Hurray…
Aster: We cannot tell you how grateful we are that your son is generously taking on the Puff name.
Arctic: It’s a great honor, Aster.
Casper: It will be a pleasure to be a Puff, sir.
Ivory: But what of the Beech name?
Aster: There’s the girl of the hour! Where have you been?
Ivory: We just had to talk for a while. Nothing important.
Aster: Well, then. Come sit, come sit.
Ivory: I understand that you don’t want this, but it’s something we all have to do. Your father needs you to do this. I… need you to do this, too.
Marshmallow: Ok…
Ivory: Thank you. Now let’s go and try to talk to your fiancé.