You have arrived late my daughter.
Dad I like you to meet my date!
As it ignores the turd on the doorstep...
Why are you dressed like a hooker?
The cocktail dress?
The old one got dirty?
Oh sweet mother of Lolth you didn't!
...I threw up.
You atleast looked graceful doing that?
I heard nobody.. complaining...
=phew=
That's a relief.
