"Hey, princess."
"Allô! Mémé cooked tarte au sucre for breakfast. Because my recital!"
"For breakfast? That's a dessert, silly goose. Did you slay that recital like I said you would?"
"What does slay mean?"
"Never mind, baby. Did you do well?"
"Oui! I wanted you to come and see me dance."
"I know, I wish I could have been there. Maybe next time, okay? I promise to see you dance before you grow old and die."
"You're funny. But I am a ice princess and I won't ever grow old. Neither will you because we're going to get married and you can be my prince. You'll have to wear a crown though. But you won't be like Prince Hans, because he's a bad man."
"He is a bad man, isn't he?"
"Can we get Frozen to watch it? I want to see it every day."
"Every day? That's a lot. I don't know if I could survive it."
"But you would for me, wouldn't you?"
"Of course, princess."
"Good. And we can go to the zoo again and see the giraffes and the hippos and the pandas! And we can go swimming and fishing and get ice cream again. Pretty please?"
"If that's what you want to do. It's up to you."
"Really? Thank you! I'm so excited. I love playing with you and having fun and seeing pandas."
"I love it, too."
"I asked Mémé if I could live with you and paint my room pink like you said I could, but she said I can't right now because you're sick. Are you sick? Do you have a fever?"
"That's right, you can't live with me right now. Maybe later? When I'm not sick anymore. But hey, you get to spend a whole week with me, so that's nice, right?"
"I can't wait, I'm already packed!"
"I can't wait either."
"Mémé says I have to go now. I'm going to practice. When I come to Memphis, can you watch me practice?"
"Of course. Have fun."
"Je t'aime."
[click]
[dial tone]
"I love you, too."
