Petunia:
Sophronia:
Petunia:
Sophronia:
Petunia:
Sophronia:
Petunia:
The fine art of finishing others
Petunia:
Mumsy is indenturing you to vampires for a proper education...
Sophronia:
She never!
Petunia:
Oh, yes! Who do you think she’s talking to right now? Why do you think it’s such a secret meeting? Vampires are like that.
Sophronia:
But it’s tea! Vampires can’t be here. They can’t go out in daylight. Everyone knows that.
Petunia:
You think they would send a real vampire for the likes of you? Oh, no, that’s a drone Mumsy is talking with. I wager they’re drawing up the papers of servitude right now.
Sophronia:
But I don’t want to be a vampire drone! They’ll suck my blood and make me wear only the very latest fashions.
Petunia:
Yes. Yes, they will.