Margaret: Remember one dark night, you saw a gare-poe?
[scarecrow]
M: What was that noise?
Gwendolyn: It was probably your squeaky little voice.
M: It was probably your squeaky little poot!
G: Did you hear what Greta said? I said, look how cute Simon is, and she said, I’m cute!
Jennifer: Right – “what about me?”
M: You’re cute, Mama!
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