"Oui. In a little bit. I do not vish you to freeze."
A total of six had been stuffed into her mug when Lisa took one. The blond woman gasped...that was her marshmallow! Turning away, she tried to keep her mug away from the thief.
"Vut about Allee-zen? She ees woman, oui?"
She did like pink a lot...but didn't most women? Was she truly difficult to get along with? Was she driving Lisa away? Hissing as another of her marshmallows were stolen, she was now down to four. How rude!