Carly: Going up to Boston on the weekend?
Rose: Can't say I am.
Carly: Think its where Rexie's scarpered to? You know, Harvard and all that.
Rose: I don't major in knowing things so I couldn't say.
Carly: These educated types are always fleeing from us.
Rose: Yes, we outthink them.
Carly: In the university of life.
Rose: In the university of the universe!
Carly: I wouldn't go that far.
Rose: Safe to say we know about one thing, the main thing, namely calories.
Carly: Shame we couldn't put it into practice then.
Rose: I know. Mrs Primsunday's realy done for us there.
Carly: Safe to say if you want to stay slim don't have a cook for a neibour.
Rose: That should be our maxim.
Carly: Our motto.
Rose: That's what I said.
Carly: Oh.
Rose: What new's happening up at Boston anyway?
Carly: Save for the new donut parlor? Nothing.
Rose: I expect we could give it a look. Just to show we've the willpower to resist.
Carly: And if we had one.
Rose: Or two.
Carly: A ring, a chocolate and a jam.
Rose: Yes three.
Carly: Well, we'd only have them to remind ourselves of the junk food out there and
why we don't eat it.
Rose: We could do that with all the junk food.
Carly: But that would be glutonos.
Rose: I know. Musn't sin.
Carly: It'd be a sin not to try tho.
Rose: Well lets avoid the englishwoman all day and we'll still have room in our bellies
to fit it all in.
Carly: Yes, from now on its just USA.
Rose: I never realised patriotism could be so slimming.