Enter A Tearful Tissy

Miss Tissy: I can't believe you didn't invite me on the ride.
Harmony of Hinterburne: I know.
Lady Mishap: Miss Tissy. We quite forgot her. What a mishap.
Darling Bell: We'll have to make it up to her with compliments.
Lord Slimly: Or downgrade the whole picnic experience.
Harmony of Hinterburne: That shouldn't be difficult.
Miss Tissy: What's difficult?
Lady Mishap: To keep the secret from you.
Lord Slimly: What secret?
Lady Mishap: The Charleston on the lawn tomorrow, Miss Tissy, you're quite invited.
Miss Tissy: Oh, goody. I like a good old Charleston.
Lady Mishap: Well, I know.
Lord Romper (The Romper): She does...now.
Lady Mishap: It'll be a great get together, hopefuly, and not just in the couples sense.
Miss Tissy: Tho the opposite gender will be available won't it?..for dancing I mean.
Lady Mishap: But of course. We can't have all us girls ring-a-rosing round the two Lords here.
Lord Slimly: Yes, we have enough of that in normal life.
Harmony of Hinterburne: Well, it'll be quite a break for you then.
Darling Bell: I'll say! Its bound to be a twinkling time.
Lady Slush: Well, if you're going to be Tinkerbell I'd better fetch out my pink dancing shoes.
Lady Mishap: So that's sorted then. We'll meet after afternoon tea and dance til Mrs. Prim's
cakes can be scented by our gasping nostrils.
Lord Slimly: It sounds exhaustive.
Lord Romper (The Romper): Well, I've got a good deal of weight to work off; I'm game!
Lady Mishap: O.K. Its well and truly on then. Yes, I think I can safely say its the done thing!