Enid: "I'm kind of crushing on someone, but I'm worried about telling you who it is because you're not gonna like it."
Yoko: "Just rip the bandage off."
Enid: "It's Wednesday."
Yoko: "Put the bandage back on."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Enid: "I honestly think Wednesday believes she's a cat sometimes."
Bianca, amused: "What does she do, meow?"
Enid: "No, she likes to get up in high places and jump off them without a care in the world."
Bianca, laughing
Enid: ...
Bianca: "Wait, really?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bianca: "Shit, I lost Wednesday. Enid's gonna kill me."
Yoko: "I have an idea. OMG is that... Esther Sinclair."
Wednesday, appearing with a silver knife in her hand: "Where?"
Yoko: "Found her."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wednesday and Divina are sitting together during fencing practice, watching their girlfriends spar. Enid wins 3-2.
Yoko: "Hey, look, it's the bottoms' bench."
Divina: *Rolls up her magazine and whacks Yoko with it*
Wednesday, leaning in closer to Yoko and whispering: "I'm going to murder you one day. I'll parade your pathetically lifeless body through the street and take your fangs as a token of victory."
Yoko, smiling: "You're gonna have to reach me first, short stack."
Enid picks up Wednesday just as she's about to pounce and holds her a few inches off the ground while she thrashes around.
Yoko, doubled over with laughter: "Hahaha!Looks like small fry got put in air jail!"
Divina: "Yeah, and you'll be in 'sleeping alone jail' if you don't knock it off."
Yoko, trying to go in for a kiss: "Come on baby, don't be like that!"
Divina, stopping her lover's lips with two fingers: "Nope. Apologize first."
Yoko, turning around and sighing: "Wednesday? I'm sorry... that you're so short."
Enid, still wrangling Wednesday: "NOT HELPING!"
Divina huffs and starts to walk away.
Yoko: "No no wait, I'll do it for real. I'm sorry for calling you short, Wednesday. And small fry. And 'scary shrimp boat' behind your back."
Enid: See? She's sorry. Now stand down, Wens. Wednesday, scoffing: I will not ceasefire with-Enid gives Wednesday her 'I mean it' stare.
Wednesday, resigning to her fate: "...I will postpone your murder until further notice."
Enid and Divina distract their respective girlfriends with affection, sharing a knowing glance with each other. They knew full well who really ran shit.
