Nell: David has A Guilty Face.
Me: Does he? I hadn’t noticed.
Nell: You know he does.
Me: Maybe he ate something by mistake?
Nell: He never feels guilty about food. He does it all the time.
Me: Maybe he stole a tea towel?
Nell: He does that all the time, too. Maybe he’s been flirting with a certain pretty young Chocolate Labrador called Elsie?
Me: He says they’re just friends.
Nell: Sally is not going to be very pleased with him.
Me: Sally doesn’t need to know.
Nell: Sally knows everything.
Me: She’ll understand. Stop making a mountain out of a molehill.
Nell: Why bring moles into this?
Me: It’s just a saying.
Nell: Handsome Labradors like David need to tread carefully when they’re around young impressionable animals like Elsie.
Me: They simply enjoy each other’s company.
Nell: There’s nothing simple about it.
Me: You can talk after stringing that wretched lion along for years.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: You knew Lionel King was smitten with you.
Nell: Nonsense.
Me: You persisted in forgiving him over and over.
Nell: His heart was in the right place.
Me: Was it?
Nell: Yes, he’s not a bad lion. He’s just lost his way.
Me: If you say so
Nell: Where is Lionel, by the way?
Me: He’s been seen with Stanley and Sponge Finger at the Bus Stop but he seems to be spending most of his time on the island.
Nell: It’s understandable. He’ll be struggling without me. I was one of his only friends.
Me: He loved you, Nell. You were more to him than just a friend.
Nell: Try and be nicer to him when you see him next.
Me: I’ll try.
Nell: In a world where you can be anything, be kind.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
