Chantilly Lace: Good morning, mother.
Vanilla: Morning? It’s nearly lunch time.
Chantilly Lace: Oh. You were still in your robe, I thought for sure it was still early.
Vanilla: I’ve been a bit lazy today.
Chantilly Lace: Does that mean I can skip my lessons today?
Vanilla: It most certainly does not.
Vanilla: Please don’t pout. It’s so unbecoming.
Chantilly Lace: Not like anyone will see me.
Vanilla: That is not the point. Oh, your poor eyebrows… I really wish you wouldn’t do that to them.
Chantilly Lace: I like it.
Vanilla: But they’re so much prettier. Why do you sully them so?
Chantilly Lace: Can’t I skip lessons? Just this once?
Vanilla: No and do not forget, you are replanting the garden today.
Vanilla: Again, please.
Chantilly Lace: Yes, mother.
Vanilla: Lacey sweetie, come inside. Dinner will be ready soon.
Chantilly Lace: I want to watch the sunset. I’ll be in soon.
Vanilla: Very well.
Vanilla: You seem in better spirits.
Chantilly Lace: It was a beautiful sunset.