Ardently. Endeared.

“You’re not going to die tomorrow”

“I could die and it would kill me”

I am afraid I am rather parched from dancing with Lord Samadani. So much so that I do not feel much like talking. Ah, is that not, in fact, our preferred form of communication?

Colin on literally the same night: Mother I broke up their proposal, fingered Penelope outside the house and now we are to be married

Violet probably:

(My statement still stands, babygirl is a universal term and he is indeed a pretty princess. LOCK ME UP!!!)

Rooster: As good as it can be considering I've just learned that my husband hates our daughter and wants her to be a failure at life.

Hangman: Oh shove it up you ass Rooster! I'm tired of this pity party you're throwin' just cause I won't let you put unrealistic pressure on our baby girl. At this rate you'll drive her to a nervous breakdown by the time she's 3!

Maverick: Wha...

Rooster: Your granddaughter said her first word today and instead of celebrating, Jake refuses to even acknowledge it!

Hangman: Bullshit! She made baby noises, sounded like "gleeba."

Rooster: And you know all the words now? Screw this, I'm looking it up! *Pulls out phone* OK, "Gleeba," Ha! Here it is: "A bacteria native to North America, found in horses, cattle, and other large mamm..."

Rooster: *Staring open mouthed in horror at his phone*

Hangman: *Beaming with pride*