Celeste: “Oh my! So this is the little thing giving you so much trouble tonight?”

Amy: “I was resting. They caught me off-guard, you see. If you had provided me with the guardian I had asked for, all this might have been avoided.”

Celeste: “Indeed. I thought you could handle this post, but it seems I was wrong. I’ll see to it that someone is assigned immediately.”

Amy: “Thanks…”

Celeste: “Dorian, this drafty place is not safe for a young human girl. I think she should come with us and see our lavish residence. Please help Amy bring her along.”

Dorian: “Yes, mother.”

Amy: “She’s coming here personally? Great! …Oh no, no. I don’t have a problem with that at all. …Yes, see you tomorrow. …Bye.”

Amy sighs.

Amy: “You’ve really gotten me into some deep fuckin’ shit here. I was having a nice, quiet night until you brats came along and ruined everything! …Oh, I’m so sorry, dear. I forgot you humans aren’t used to such foul, unpleasant language. They don’t speak like that down in your happy

little do-gooder sunshine town, do they? I’ll stop saying such bad words, sugar. I wouldn’t want to make you faint.”