Pedro: A queen like you has much more use for a dragon than a boyfriend.
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Pedro, on Cecily’s potential husband.
Pedro: It would not be fair for you to have a husband. Think about all the others left without a muse for their poor souls.
Cecily, on summer.
Carlo, on love.
Carlo: Remember, if you think you are in love Cecily, a butterfly cannot suddenly turn into a snail.
Jonathan, on moving.
Jonathan: Scotch-taping boxes, Scotch-taping pans and pens, and cans, and fans. Scotch-taping hats. Scotch-taping masks, and books, and sheets. Scotch-taping incense, Scotch-taping perfumes, and shampoos, and tools. Scotch-taping bottles, Scotch-taping photos, and scarves, and jewels. The flowers shall remain. I know it’s wrong, ’cause I should Scotch-tape them too.
Two friends, on the doctor.
Cecily: I was looking at wedding rings this morning.
Arnaud: Why?! Butterflies’ fingers are too thin for rings dear. You must be ill. Go and see a doctor.
Charles, on fate and fortune.
Charles: Fate has never been cruel. Neither has fortune. Unless you include a complete disregard for allowing me everything I want, whenever I want it.
Two friends, on an impending makeover.
Arnaud: I need you to give me a makeover.
Cecily: I am extremely expensive.
Arnaud: Perfect! I am very poor.
Cecily: I think we can come up with a solution. You be my Barbie doll. Do everything and wear everything I say. Then my services are free.
Arnaud: Deal.
Cecily: Beware, I used to pull the heads off Barbie dolls and cut their hair short, and once or twice I melted them in the microwave.
Arnaud: It all depends on the second Barbie doll you intend to melt me with.
Two friends, on dates.
Cecily: I have been invited to a Franco-Algerian wedding this Spring!
Jonathan: Will there be dates?
Cecily: Sweet ones, or the kind that wear suits?
Cecily, on a beautiful lover.
Cecily: His face comes directly from heaven. But, like the concept of heaven, his personality has some holes.