Ahh, so it is an attic...
Priscilla, I have this bad feeling we're going to need to defend ourselves...Raven's just getting crazier and crazier...no offense to your brother. I'm sure he's agood guy, just, well...troubled.
Being raised by merceneries does that to a person, love...
Yeah...I have some friends on standby just incase he really wants to mess with our romance. I mean honestly! There's nothing wrong with it, we love each other-
-and that's that!
Aww, I love it when you finish my sentences...
Tch, not everything I do has to send you into spasms of love...
It's a problem of mine, admittedly. But anyway, we might as well live it up in this musty attic...I would like to get back to the party room later, I brought twister with me...