Clarisse's Birthday Party Part 2
Clarisse: Oh Rosaire, but we must save her. Just look, I can see her tears from here.
Rosaire: Oh no Clarisse, that is perspiration. She is swaying, is she losing consciousness?
Clarisse: Before she leaves the earth Rosaire!
Rosaire: OH LADY NANETTE! MADAME NEEDS YOUR ASSISTANCE WITH... SHOES.
*Nanette runs over*
Nanette: Did I hear right, You want my shoes?
Clarisse: How about you make acquaintance with a real gentlemen, the Duc of Astere is fine on the eyes.
Nanette: have you seen the Comte’s face? My vision was going white and my ears were ringing just looking at him.
Rosaire: Am I just fruit jelly?
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Rosaire: May I introduce Lady Nanette Summerfield. Lady Nanette, this... peculiarly dressed gentlemen is Alphonse, the duke of Astère.
Alphonse: So you are the Dame d’atour. I have heard good things about you.
Nanette: About my cupcakes I hope?
Rosaire: You mean the turds among the pastries? 💩
Alphonse: Your sense of fashion I mean 😅 What inspired the princess’s number?
Nanette, perspirating again: Uh... the flowers in the gardens?
Alphonse: Of, of course! May I ask what you think of my dress?
Nanette: I think you look like an elegant raven man. 🤗
Alphonse: I plucked the feathers myself!
Nephele tugging behind Alphonse: Don’t say that!
Alphonse: I mean, I plumed them myself.
Nephele: 😔
Nanette: I can tell, they look fresh.
Rosaire: Are they both from another planet?
Clarisse: SHHH!
Alphonse: Would you like to take a walk around the gardens with me tomorrow?
Nanette: Oh, I am obliged to walk with Clarie tomorrow.
Alphonse: The day after?
Nanette: I promised Madame Lamballe I’d walk with her that day. 😔 it took me an entire day to get her to nod to the notion.
Clarisse: You pretty faced newborn kitten, he can just join us tomorrow! 😂
Clarisse: Oh Rosaire, but we must save her. Just look, I can see her tears from here.
Rosaire: Oh no Clarisse, that is perspiration. She is swaying, is she losing consciousness?
Clarisse: Before she leaves the earth Rosaire!
Rosaire: OH LADY NANETTE! MADAME NEEDS YOUR ASSISTANCE WITH... SHOES.
*Nanette runs over*
Nanette: Did I hear right, You want my shoes?
Clarisse: How about you make acquaintance with a real gentlemen, the Duc of Astere is fine on the eyes.
Nanette: have you seen the Comte’s face? My vision was going white and my ears were ringing just looking at him.
Rosaire: Am I just fruit jelly?
———--
Rosaire: May I introduce Lady Nanette Summerfield. Lady Nanette, this... peculiarly dressed gentlemen is Alphonse, the duke of Astère.
Alphonse: So you are the Dame d’atour. I have heard good things about you.
Nanette: About my cupcakes I hope?
Rosaire: You mean the turds among the pastries? 💩
Alphonse: Your sense of fashion I mean 😅 What inspired the princess’s number?
Nanette, perspirating again: Uh... the flowers in the gardens?
Alphonse: Of, of course! May I ask what you think of my dress?
Nanette: I think you look like an elegant raven man. 🤗
Alphonse: I plucked the feathers myself!
Nephele tugging behind Alphonse: Don’t say that!
Alphonse: I mean, I plumed them myself.
Nephele: 😔
Nanette: I can tell, they look fresh.
Rosaire: Are they both from another planet?
Clarisse: SHHH!
Alphonse: Would you like to take a walk around the gardens with me tomorrow?
Nanette: Oh, I am obliged to walk with Clarie tomorrow.
Alphonse: The day after?
Nanette: I promised Madame Lamballe I’d walk with her that day. 😔 it took me an entire day to get her to nod to the notion.
Clarisse: You pretty faced newborn kitten, he can just join us tomorrow! 😂