Diamond: Try using a nice comparison?
Sun: A what? Does it cost something?
Diamond: Like, you could say that Lady Platinum is like a beautiful flower. She's beautiful and elegant, she's prettier than any flower, firm yet soft and gentle, proud and delicate, bright as the sun, and her smile is like a warm gentle breeze in the cold morning of early spring. The closer you get, the sweeter she becomes, and you get to see just how sophisticated she is.
Sun, whispering: And she might have thorns.
Diamond: Well, alright. You try.
Sun: Okay. ⊠Uh⊠Well, Miss isnât really like a pretty flower though. Sheâs more like a⊠uh⊠a mushroom, really. Sheâs strong and resilient, kind of weird, loves dark places, figuratively glows at night time, is most likely poisonous, and she might be good for you but can also kill you very quickly.
Diamond: Well, um, don't say that around her.
Black: My hands are cold.
White: Oh, here! *holds hands*
Black: My lips are cold too.
Platinum: Y, have you finished setting up the decorations for Diamondâs birthday party?
Y: Um⊠(quickly tapping in Morse code)
Platinum, calmly: You do realize that I can interpret that code? Something that I presume White has not mastered yet.
Y: Darn it, White! We practiced for a whole week!
Platinum, coldly: So that is what you two were doing instead of decorating. InterestingâŠ
Gold: WHY WOULDNâT CRYS WANT US THERE?!
Silver: She doesnât want us to embarrass her in front of her dad. It's the first time she's meeting him. She wants to make a good impression and we won't help.
Gold: *slams hands on the table* WHICH FRANKLY IS INSULTI- *notices that his bowl fell over*
Gold: Aw man⊠All the orange soda spilled out of my cerealâŠ
Moon: Sunâs existence is really like the sun to me.
Moon: He needs to stay thousands of miles away.
Sun: [hiding in laundry cart] Ugh, does the laundry have to be dirty?!
Moon: [pushing cart] ...Nope.
Sun: Thatâs the part that makes it magical!