Enter Lady Slush Recently Unsloshed

Lady Mishap: Yes, as I said yesterday, she's coming soon.
Lady Slush: Tho not as soon as yesterday as you said.
Lady Mishap: You have to be a little flexible with Flaxlawna.
Lady Slush: Are her travelling habits as unusual as her name?
Lady Mishap: Many would have it she arrives by spaceship judging by the things she's into.
Lady Slush: She's a penchant for the unusual?
Lady Mishap: Yes, she adores an alien as much as she does an available suitor, but don't hold
that against her.
Lady Slush: I assure you I don't. I hear u.f.o.'s are highly fashionable at present. There's a lot
of call for them I think.
Lady Mishap: Anyway, she'll be DROPPING in before you know. I'm sure you'll find her a hoot.
Lady Slush: Oh, I find everyone a hoot, being so dull myself.
Lady Mishap: Yes, but you're adorably so. Long may you be.
Lady Slush: I know. I remember you said I was dependable as a lampost.
Lady Mishap: Shouldn't that be LAMP-POST.
Lady Slush: I don't know. Maybe I'm britening up.
Lady Mishap: Well, if the day does, why not do as the day.
Butler Burnett: Fla...!
Lady Mishap: Flaxlawna! You came...at last.
Flaxlawna: Yes, I did and I'm jolly glad to meet you again.
Lady Mishap: This is Lady Slush, you're greatest fan.
Flaxlawna: Oh, I haven't had one of those before. I was wondering what my fan looked like.
Lady Slush: Glad to make your aquaintance.
Flaxlawna: Quite! Ditto....phew, my head, the jetlag.
Butler Burnett: lawna!
Lady Mishap: Yes, thank you Burnett. I think you forgot the 'x'.
Butler Burnett: I'll attend spelling classes immediately.
Lady Slush: You said you had jetlag, Flaxlawna, have you traveled far?
Flaxlawna: I'm not sure. I'm not sure where exactly I ever am. Sometimes I feel I'm in cyberspace.
Lady Slush: Oh, dear. I'm afraid that's an alien concept to me.
Lady Mishap: Alien concepts? Now look who's getting into ufology all of a sudden.