"For the zillionth time, Dad, I'm an adult. You don't have to stalk me." said georgia
"Georgia, I said I'm dropping you off. Now, just take off that shell and get in the car.
Dad, my costume is the business.I don't want it to get crushed.
You look fantastic, love. I just don't want you walking around the streets on your own.
Do you have any idea how long it took to get this right? I have to make an entrance.
What's that? And what are you supposed to be? An obese leprechaun?
Anyone can see I'm a stuffed olive. Stuffed is right.
What happened to you, Ellen? You were supposed to come as a cocktail sausage.
Well, my mum said no, her being a vegetarian and all.
Jas? Cheese and pineapple stick?
Well, the cheese made me look fat and yellow washes me out. Rosey?. Pig in blanket?.
Its harder to be then it looks.
I didn't know how to be a vol au vent.
But we said we'd all go as hors d'oeuvres to be original. It was supposed to be a laugh.
But boys don't like girls for funniness. - Sorry, Georgia. - Wait, Georgia. - Georgia, don't go. - Georgia!
*rosey dresses as a bunny*
