Thread:TheEyeOfAllEyes/@comment-31595317-20170726033458/@comment-5455120-20170728041733

Cecile: "Linka, you're spot-on in all of your lessons. Even surrealist art."

[Linka had painted her version of The Son of Man by René Magritte]

Linka: [confused] "It's weird. I thought I needed so much help."

Cecile: "It's all in your head, my friend. There's no reason you shouldn't be getting top marks on your exam. Well, I guess you won't be needing me anymore."

[The boys and pets burst in]

Brothers: [devastated] "NOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Cecile: [frantic] "Mon dieu! Are they all like this? Careful! Mind the hair!"

[The boys and their mom all surround Cecile with little to no escape. She crawls out and runs for her life]

Rita: "BOYS! SHE'S GETTING AWAY!"

[Cecile is on a Bicycle pedaling as fast as she can as the boys, their mom and the pets give chase]

Boys: "NO!" / "You can't leave!" / "I want a lock of your hair!" / "MARRY ME!!!"