Chloe: Going to school after a four day weekend sucks. I miss my people. I just want to be with my people all the time. Like Aunt Diane. I love her so much that I literally can't stand it. My eyes are bugging out with love.
Amber: I love her, too. I wish these people would stop staring at me, but I love her. Also, I'm a little pissed that you got to sit at the A-list table with Aunt Diane and the rest of us were booted to the living room.
Chloe: Dude, I was here first.
Chloe: You got to sit with Mommy and Daddy, though, that's something.
Amber: Yeah, you know what it is? Just like last Thursday. That's cool, though, we had a good time. That woman can COOK. And I don't care if you're Aunt Diane's favorite because... (whispers) I'm Daddy's favorite...
Chloe: What? I missed that last part.
Amber: Not important. Carry on...
Chloe: Look how stylish we are!
Amber: I know. Mom-Mom took one look at us in these coats and said, "I don't even need to ask where those came from." Everyone can tell Aunt Diane has great style!
Chloe: See? Mom-Mom - another one of my people. And here it is Monday and we're at school. Suckage. But, anyway. It was a good thing that Mom-Mom came with us to the mall so she could chase you down when you ran from Santa.
Amber: He's not right.
Chloe: You made it all the way to the Gap. You sure can run fast.
Amber: I run from predators. The man's not right.
Chloe: He's going to bring you a baby doll if you are good, so he can't be all bad.
Amber: Do I have to SEE him to get the baby doll?
Chloe: No. Just be good.
Amber: Man, I was born good.
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