Làmh: Shall I be mother and pour?
Beth: Thank you. And thank you for the loan of the dressing gown . . .
Feather: It’s nice and snugly. But why would someone so big like you, have sommat so small?
Beth: Shhhh Feather! That’s rude!
Feather: I’m only sayin’ . . . .
Làmh: *chuckle* That’s because Little One, I have a lot of friends who pop by and see me. That particular one belonged to ~ oh, here she is.
Jade: Yes, I grew out of that dressing gown. It’s far too babyish for me now. Hi, I’m Jade.
Feather: Hullo. I’m Feather. *nudged by Beth* Oh, and fank you for the dressing gown. I like it.
Beth: It was very generous of you Jade to let Feather use it.
Jade: *shrug* That’s okay. Oh, you have a dog! Does he bite?
Beth: Nah, he’s a sweetie. He just licks people.
Bushel: *wet tongue over Jades hand*
Jade: *giggle* He’s funny. What’s his name . . ?
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