#oh hell

Charlie: "Sparkles? Why does SHE get to be sparkles??"

Vaggie: "You want her to be sweetie too?"

Emily: "Can I??"

Charlie: "Well I don't see why she gets to be sparkles and not me. I can sparkle! I can use my magic and sparkle right now! See?"

Vaggie: "Much sparkly very gay, babe."

Emily: "And I'm sweet! Aren't I?"

Vaggie: "Ladies, I will call you both anything you want IF you get through this without yelling at the murderous assholes who could blast our hotel from orbit with the power of heavenly smiting and won't hesitate to do it if we pissed them off enough. Can you do that for me?"

Charlie: "They wouldn't REALLY do that-"

Emily: "Of course they wouldn't-"

Vaggie: "Look me in my missing eye and say that."

Charlie: "..."

Emily: "..."

Charlie: "You know, I'm fine being called sweetie. Sweetie's a really good pet name. Very very sweet."

Emily: "Sparkles is rather pretty also. I've taken a shine to it."

Vaggie: "....you're gonna yell at them about my eye again, aren't you."

Charlie: "Maybe???"

Emily: "Yes."

Vaggie: "Great. Exactly the plan. Ugh, why do I even bother..."

Charlie: "Because you caaaaare~"

Emily: "It's just that, well, we do too."

Vaggie: "Can you care a little bit more about not getting killed?"

Charlie & Emily: "No?"