Lady Mishap: Anyone for cucumber sandwiches before the rain sets in?
Lord Romper (The Romper): I don't mind if I do. I'll take two.
Darling Bell: I'll have a sarnie!
Lady Mishap: I'm afraid we're all out of them. We just experienced a sudden rush.
Darling Bell: Oh, that's a shame. Cucumber is my favorite fruit.
Lady Mishap: We have tomato sandwiches. Tomato's a fruit.
Lord Slimly: I fancy a vegetable; have you an apple.
Lady Mishap: I don't think we've got one large enough to stop up your mouth.
Lord Slimly: Oh, you're cruel...and I love it.
Lord Romper (The Romper): See, I told you.
Lady Mishap: Oh, hush, we just love to hate each other.
Lady Slush: I can feel a few drip drops.
Harmony of Hinterburne: We'd better get back undercover.
Lord Romper (The Romper): If only you could cover up what's lovely obvious.
Lady Mishap: I need no tarpaulin when there's nothing there.
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