A: (what happened when I gave Marianne a preview of my new bag)
M: Pretty!!! I love your boots, too.
A: Those are my Ross Fryes.
M: Wait, when did you get those? Do I know those?
A: Two years ago! I've worn them on the blog before.
M: Duh, I thought so, but wanted to be sure. Anyway, I like.
A: They were a Nina find, natch.
M: I think my brown Lisa's will be similar! yay.
A: Yay! TWINZ.
M: WE ARE THE SAME.
A: I WANT TO BE YOU SO BAD.
M: WELL DUH.
A: IS THAT CREEPY.
M: A LITTLE BUT THAT'S OKAY.
A: IS THIS YOUR PET BUNNY?
M: OKAY NOW IT'S WEIRD.
M: LEAVE THE BUNNY OUT OF IT.
A: I JUST WANT TO SEE IT FOR A SECOND.
M: WHY ARE WE ALL CAPS?
A: Stop yelling. God. Weirdo.
M: I never did like you.
M: Well, damn it. You never listen.
A: What? Did you say something?
M: Imma gonna git my belt.
A: YAW SHE MEAN.