Silver Spoon: So where are we going, Diamond?

Diamond Tiara: BBC's Television Centre, it's in England, I'm training to be the controller for BBC One. But first, a visit to Michael Hill Jeweller. I need a spare diamond tiara (!) to go with my current one.

Silver: You sure? Your mother might own a jewel shop, but she might not let you work at a TV station.

Diamond Tiara: Silver, darling, once I told Spoiled Rich (that's my mum!) to f**k off and help restore the school, I took the first few steps to being the pony/girl I wanna be and I want to move on and get a nice job.

Silver: Can we have lunch before we go to Michael Hill's?

Diamond: Sure darling, you can. Nothing too spicy for me, Silver. Last time I had spicy food, I farted in Spoiled's face and I got spanked. Spoiled farted back in my face to teach me a lesson.

Silver: She did?! (surprised and nearly vomits) Oh goddess, I feel a bit close to being sick all over you, Diamond Tiara. Can we sit down for a bit till my tummy feels better?

Diamond: Okay, have a sit down. I'll sit with you, if you like.



(OOC: Nice picture)