Doreen the Dogwalker: This certainly IS a situation.
Maisie: It aint anything small.
Doreen the Dogwalker: Its got my poodle perm in a real curl.
Maisie: You still look good on it.
Doreen the Dogwalker: Thank you. You...You do look on it.
Maisie: Too many bakey things? I know. I know leggings are stretchable, but I'm stretching it.
Doreen the Dogwalker: Each day a batch of brand new cakes more tempting than the last.
Maisie: My running machine's on overdrive. Its wearing anorexic.
Doreen the Dogwalker: Yes, we want Rexie back, and this friend of her's given a new audience.
Maisie: Our problem is we don't like what we like.
Doreen the Dogwalker: We need to live in a world without cakes.
Maisie: Especialy because its the only world we want to live in.
Doreen the Dogwalker: I've not bagged my man yet. I can't afford to get fat.
Maisie: Believe me you wouldn't want to. Its affording me a lot pleasing mine.
Doreen the Dogwalker: You shouldn't have to.
Maisie: I don't. I do it for myself. I just tell him that to keep him happy.
Doreen the Dogwalker: Oh, you've got him trained.
Maisie: Like your poodle.
Doreen the Dogwalker: And my perm. I'm booked in for emergency hair maintenance this
afternoon.
Maisie: At the salon?
Doreen the Dogwalker: Where else?
Maisie: They're the only girls who wear leggings more often than we.
Doreen the Dogwalker: Its the attractiveness of their work uniform.
Maisie: Ever thought of joining them.
Doreen the Dogwalker: I would, but I can't cut a strait line.
Maisie: Its easy, just cut a shaggy perm.