Starling: *Points at Tea Time Magazine on the shelf* “Hey, Master Betty. Will you flip through that real quick and see if it looks stupid or if there are lots of colorful pretty tea party pictures and treats in there? I’m thinking of ordering it and I wanna make sure I’m not totally thinking it’s the wrong thing and is some weird political stuff or something, but I don’t want to ruin this issue for myself if it’s the one that comes to me first.”
Master Betty: *Picks up magazine. Hides it under his arm. Searches for a manly magazine. Inserts feminine Tea Time Magazine inside manly book, and then flips through it.* “Yep. It’s all artsy and shit. It looks like you’d like it. So, you’re having tea parties now? Like-”
Starling: “Yay! I’m gonna order it!” *Skips off like AJ Lee from Wrestling*
Master Betty: “This shenanigan better not involve anything that stains! Hey! Come back!”
Starling: “TEA!!!”
