“Don’t be so sad, Daisy! You can go out and find love now that you don’t have a job to go to.”

“But I wanted to have a career! I don’t want to just live my life as a baby maker.”

“Sis, you’re a spare, just like me. Even if you get a new job, you probably won’t get very far.”

“Being a spare sucks.”

“You’re pretty good at playing synth!”

“Ugh, no. This sounds like garbage.”

“I disagree. I think you’re a natural at it.”

“You’re my mom, of course you think that.”

Shortly after this, I started playing the different versions of the Dr. Who theme and pretended Daisy was playing it, hahaha. The stuff she was playing made me start thinking about it. =)