Jill: Lill, look what I made!
Lill: Ohhh pretty! Is it fudge? I usually prefer chocolate over vanilla but whatever…wait, what are those bits in it?
Jill: Hmph…rose petals.
Lill: Why did you put dead roses in my vanilla fudge?
Jill: It’s not fudge – I went to a soap making workshop this afternoon.
Lill: Fudge would have been better, and you do realize they have these nifty buildings that sell soap-based products you can take in exchange for money right?
Jill: *Sigh* I wanted to learn – besides, the class only cost me twenty-five dollars.
Lill: *Choke, sputter* You actually paid the equivalent of a reasonably priced entrée to make something you could buy in bulk for half as much?!
Jill: *Grumble* I paid for the learning experience and besides, the finished product is gorgeous – it smells heavenly and just look at this ribbon.
Lill: Here, lemme see…
Jill: Wait – where are you taking it?
Lill: Erm…to the sink…to wash my hands.
*Lill turns on the tap*
Jill: *Shriek* LILLIAN STOP!
Lill: Why, what’s wrong?
Jill: Are you insane?! You can’t use this soap! You’re going to ruin it!
Lill: Oh yes, because in this situation I’m clearly the one who’s insane…