Thread:TheEyeOfAllEyes/@comment-31595317-20170701225430/@comment-5455120-20170703004912

[Lola is now resting in bed]

Lincoln: "Okay, minor setback. We can still win this thing."

Me: "Yeah, it's just one broken leg."

Lola: "Wake up and smell the hairspray, Guys. It's over!"

Me: [desperate] "But, you can't just quit!

Lincoln: [also desparate] "We worked hard on this!"

Lola: "There will be other pageants, you know."

Lincoln: [forlorn] "But not with Dairyland tickets."

Lola: "Guys, I need my beauty rest. As your pal, Gil DeLily would say, I can't recover if you're going to hover."

[Lincoln and Ray are gathering up all of the pageant supplies]

Lincoln: "I can't believe I learned to French Braid for nothing."