[She hums thoughtfully as she clings to Roxy's arm.]
He's not allowed to be angry with you. I've decided. I will write him a very strict note, and he will just have to deal with...
-Oh. Beg pardon.
[Her digestive system has finally come to a decision that it is fed up with the sheer quantity of fruit juice. A little of that was fine, but this has gotten ridiculous.]
[Calliope politely leans over into the bushes and throws up.]