Me: Poppy is upstairs with a fierce face.
Nell: I know.
Me: I nearly said Cheeky Animal because I saw her tongue, but I decided against it.
Nell: A wise decision.
Me: It’s about that letter, isn’t it?
Nell: I told you she doesn’t want to discuss the letter.
Me: But I need to know.
Nell: No, you don’t. You just want to know.
Me: It’s the same thing.
Nell: It most certainly isn’t. As I said to David, ‘There is a big difference between wanting bacon and needing it.’
Me: I’m not sure there is, as far as Dave is concerned.
Nell: If I tell you, then you have to promise to keep quiet.
Me: I’m not sure I can.
Nell: Well, try.
Me: I will.
Nell: Poppy has been asked to attend an Anger Management course.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: Don’t laugh.
Me: I hope she can take her sword.
Nell: Don’t be silly. That’s what got her into this mess.
Me: It was a frying pan.
Nell: You know what I mean. Those wretched Beefies reported her for wild and aggressive behaviour.
Me: Troublemakers. What is she going to do?
Nell: She says she’s not going and she will fight anyone who tries to make her.
Me: That’s not going to help her case.
Me: I wish Mutley was here.
Nell: Yes. He is sadly missed.
Me: What about Knitwear Wolf? He is wearing a particularly reassuring knitted cardigan today. She might listen to him.
Nell: She won’t. She is refusing to listen to anyone.
Me: I do hope she comes round and agrees to go, otherwise she might be facing a lengthy imprisonment.
Nell: Imprisonment? She only bashed a few Beefies. It will be a fine at the most.
Me: Oh, I see. Sorry.