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Ava: FUCK

Beatrice: *hands her coffee* Get ready for the fistfight. My bets are on Lilith.

Camila: Hell, no, Mary would win. She’s fight or flight! Fight is in her base function! 50 on Mary.

Beatrice: Then 50 on Lilith.

Ava, eating popcorn: 50 on a tie. I’d love to see these idiots knock each other out.

Mother superior, sipping her hot cocoa: I’ll bet you all 50 they both start crying in about five minutes because they start picking at insecurities.

Sister Lilith: Check.

Sister Camila: Weapons loaded?

Sister Lilith: Check.

Sister Camila: Did you eat breakfast?

Sister Lilith: What? That’s not on the checklist!

Sister Camila: I added it because I care about you.

Sister Lilith: No, I did not eat breakfast.

Sister Camila: Unacceptable. Look in your pockets.

Sister Lilith:  *pulls out a breakfast bar* Hey, there’s little chocolate chips in this!

Sister Lilith: Check.

Sister Camila: Weapons loaded?

Sister Lilith: Check.

Sister Camila: Did you eat breakfast?

Sister Lilith: What? That’s not on the checklist!

Sister Camila: I added it because I care about you.

Sister Lilith: No, I did not eat breakfast.

Sister Camila: Unacceptable. Look in your pockets.

Sister Lilith:  *pulls out a breakfast bar* Hey, there’s little chocolate chips in this!