Grace: I swear that woman gets more addled by the day. And by addled, I mean seriously effed up.

Esther: Never mind that, come here! Check out these brownies!

Grace: What? What do you mean? They look like brownies.

Esther: Smell one.

Grace: Okay, Esther, now you’re grossing me out. I don’t want to smell something that reeks.

Esther: It’s not like that. Just smell it, would you?

Grace: Okay, fine…. Hmmm… you’re right. They do smell kind of peculiar. What do they taste like?

Esther: I didn’t taste one, of course! I am the leader and must maintain control at all times.

Grace: You’re freakishly good at the control part.

Esther: Thank you Grace. That was very kind. So what do you think we should do about the brownies?

Grace: I’m not sure. You don’t really think Millie would put a little