Rose: Oh, she needs me for sure! If only for the fact that I'm more fuller framed and make her
look smaller in comparrison.
Will: She probably wishes for you to eat most of the food to remain so.
Rose: Well, you won't be complaining then, will you.
Will: You know I always by thick sliced bread.
Rose: I know, I have a deal of a time trying to work it off again.
Will: Talking of things thinner, I hear there's a new girl's coming to the neighborhood.
Rose: Yes an exchange student. Henry Harry's exchanging with her.
Will: Annie, or something?
Rose: Anorexia, one of those strange European names. Why can't the go for Babybubble or Skyrocket
like our celebrities do?
Will: Yes, those are far more sensible.
Rose: As sensible as medium sliced bread.
Will: I'll compromise on that if you promise to not go around to Carly's every nite.
Rose: Every night? But isn't Robert going to be there almost every nite?
Will: Robert? Er..what do I know.
Rose: I wonder....what do you know?
Will: Er...why do I feel like I'm now in a sandwich?