“Please. I am the queen of careful. Also, princess of punk fabulousness.”
“Claire - "Go ahead. And thanks. Oh, and be careful?"Eve - "Please. I am the queen of careful. Also, princess of punk fabulousness.”
“No worries. I'm just happy to see your hen house being take care of by such a fabulous cock. She leans in and whispers to me, And it is a fabulous cock am I right? I say nothing, simply grin.”
“I am an old punk.”
“Hey, princess of Popsicles! Queen of curlicue cones.”
“I didn't just want to be just Mrs. Lucius Vladescu, or a princess, even. I wanted to be a queen.”