"Okay. Let's say it all goes well."
"And if.....Natysh agrees."
"It'll still take us two and a half months to build."
"And a Bridge is a lot more complex than a Water Tower. So..."
"We'll let you build without any interruptions."
"You're not the interruptions we are scared of."
"Just focus on passing the funding, and let us handle the build."
"Even is magic does fade, everything made with it will also collapse, so I'd say sooner rather than later."
"Patience, Ruby. You can't get anything done without it."
"I know.
*Chooouuummm*
Fresh food vs. Heated up food are two totally different things."
"You can say that again."
"Fresh food vs. Heated up….."
"You don't have to say it again."
"Oh."
"Thanks again for the food, but we should really start packing."
"I'll be cheering for you, Jacklyn. Good ol 'sixteen."
"Thanks, but my Birthday was yesterday."
"Did I hear someone had a birthday? I know I heard that word."
"Mary, it's nothing. Just...."
"Nothing? A birthday is more than just nothing.
I can't believe it. My little Hi-C, all grown up."
"I'm not grown up yet. Stop making me feel o….."
"We need to celebrate."
"No, no. It's fine. Really."
"Attention. CAN I HAVE EVERYONES ATTENTION, PLEASE. Can you all gather around and help me welcome HI-C to her new age?"
"Of course. Of course."
"Let me grab my camera. And...…go."
"Thanks for the Menu."
"Bahey. That was mine."
"Now, let me hide behind it."
"Oh no. That's not how we do things."
"It's not?
*Yank*
Aaaaaghh."
"Go on. Stand up on the table for all to see."
"I...…"
"And a one....and a two....and a....."
'Happy birth…..day to you. Happy birth…..day to you.'
"Ruby, you girls stop it. Guys!!!!"
'Happy birth…..day dear Jacklyn.'
'HI-C'
'Happy birth…..day.
toooooooooooooooooooooo...…..youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.'
"YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"
*Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap,clap, clap*
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you all for…..wuuaaaaaghhh."
*Oof*
"I got you. I'm not going to let you fall."
"Thank you."
"Jacklyn, if we wanted you to dance on the table, then we would have asked."
"My foot slipped.
How do you even do this all the time? Does no one complain?"
"Haahaaa.
The Kids love it, but yeah. Most of them just sit there with a Menu covering their face while everyone else points and yells."
"Then..."
"We're not all Lambs, Jacklyn. Some of us might be Tigers."
"Ooooo."
"I hope you clean the tables off very well afterwards."
"That's what the Trays are for."