Delilah: O-oh a her! I'm not scared, -walks away-

Rebecca: You got some Wine up in there?

Can I make you a Kid, you can give me a age

Delilah: -slowly uncovers eye- Wh-what happened?

Rebecca: I don't need anybody -/- James: Not even your brother!?! -//- Rebecca: Eh -shrugs-

Delilah: Lock, how do you know him?

Mortality

Or her?

Delilah: Y-you know him!?

Delilah: ~hides behind Lock~ D-do Something

Delilah: *Lays card next to him*

Delilah: Lock, who is that

I don't hate you but I've been busy yesterday

Ok

Haha, sorry it's just kind of funny

Delilah: U-umm who is the copy?

Delilah: Pretty Hair!! *messes with hair*

I'm saying your 12ish

Delilah: They're having a contest of who can be cuter

Rebecca: not me I'll leave that to E.J