It was damn hard, Gregory, so don't scoff. My head is still aching, or would be were I not on some medicating and damn high on it. As if you couldn't tell. Or as if you could...Hm.
I hardly think so, but you called me on sucking up earlier, so I don't want to get on your nerves with all my praises towards your wit, smarts and other sexy assets. I'll save those for myself.
Oh, princess dresses! Makes me wish I could show them mine, though perhaps that is best left for another day. When I'm not hobbling. It looks better with high heels, after all, as we all know. And a gift! Lovely girls, take after their fathers, don't they? Makes sense, though, for two princessess to come from a queen...Ha. I delight over the fact that you'll probably smother me in my sleep over that comment and pardon you of the sin, if I've the power. I think I do, it comes with the knighthood. And crying is far more in my character than flipping the bird to innocent nurse types, so I suppose I'll justhave to weep profusely all day.