Alice: Thanks for coming over. I wanted to say that I’m sorry my sister stole your name. Even if she does spell it differently than you, she pretty much just walked in and took it from underneath your nose.

Yeah, sorry about that, Lilith Tinsley. Totally forgot about that! But hey, it’s not all bad! Now you can either go back to the first name I originally came up for you (Nevaeh) or we can find you a brand new one! >_>

Alice: Bob, these potatos are amazing!

Bob Pancakes: Thank you! Wait until you try my famous pancake recipe sometime.

Alice: Wait, what do you mean? You can something even more amazing?

Bob: Yes, my family is famous for our pancakes. That’s how we got our name.

Alice: You could have made world famous pancakes for me, but instead all I got was a bunch of potato? You’re cruel.

Bob: Uh…sorry? I thought you said potato is your absolute favourite.

Alice: Just stop.

She ran into Bob and they seemed to be getting along great until she started crying…lol.

I’m not sure what you’ve heard about me or what my sister might have told you, but I am not crazy. 

Sure, I might have invaded Sixam and begged aliens to make me one of them until they exiled me from the planet this one time. Then there’s that time I drank about 20 coffees and stayed up for so long that I started seeing things that weren’t really there, but that’s besides the point! 

My sister is a shut-in who reads and writes books all day instead of going out and really experiencing life. I had to beg and plead her to come out with me today to gather stuff to sell. I tell her what she’s missing out on everyday, but she just ignores me! She’s the crazy one!