#imeldarothschild

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Dorothy: What is it?!

Imelda: CHILLDDDBBIIIIRRRTTTHHHH!

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Oh...hello Imelda...

I did have photos of her death, but I lost them. So...

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Dorothy: Hello, grandmother.

Imelda: Hello, dear.

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Barnaby: I cannot even begin to explain how uncomfortable this makes me.

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Imelda: AAAAAAAAAHHHH!

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Imelda: Mr Flowers, I neither like nor trust you, and I have lived a long enough life to respect that feeling. Whatever nonsense it is that you’re filling my granddaughter’s head with, cease it immediately. 

Ronald: I merely came to express concern about-

Imelda: The concerns of my family are that. Mine. Not yours...do not presume to know us, Sir. Do not presume that your concern is wanted or desired. Now, leave this house. 

Ronald: If Miss Rothschild wishes me to leave, then I shall.

Imelda: You will not dominate us.

Ronald: ...we shall see.

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Imelda: Dorothy, dear...there appears to be a toad in our house.

Ronald: Imelda, charming as always...Dorothy, consider it.

Imelda: Consider what?

Ronald: Nothing you need concern yourself with, Madam Matriarch. 

Imelda: Dorothy, go and rest. I will see that Mr Flowers is properly dealt with. 

Dorothy: Yes, Grandmother.

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Imelda: May I help you?

Officer: Good evening, Madam. Is Barnaby Rothschild at home?

Imelda: Y-yes...he’s in the parlor. What do you want with him?

Officer: He’s under arrest for committing indecent acts and for accusations of homosexuality. 

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Imelda: So...what happens now?

Dorothy: I...have no idea.

Imelda: If you are going to lead this family, you will have to do better than that. 

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A lady and her cat.

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Imelda did this by herself. How cute and out of character!

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Imelda: I sense tension between yourself and your sister. 

Florence: It’s nothing, Grandmother.

Imelda: Don’t presume that you can lie to me, young lady. Now, either you tell me what this is all about, or I shall force you both to settle your differences in front of myself and your father. 

Florence: You wouldn’t...

Imelda: I suspect you would not care to risk finding out. Now then, tell me. 

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Imelda: Well, let me ask you this...were you showing loyalty to your sister that day?

Florence: I wanted to protect her.

Imelda: From her friend?

Florence: ...he was so brutish and so aggressive. 

Imelda: Your sister can make her own choices, Florence. They are her burden. 

Florence: But-

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Florence: We had a disagreement, that’s all. 

Imelda: About what, child? Anything of consequence?

Florence: ...loyalty. 

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Imelda: So, Dorothy...what can you tell me about this young man of yours.

Dorothy: I...I’m sorry?

Imelda: Your sister mentioned Dillon Carlisle.

Dorothy: Oh. We’re...we’re just friends. He’s kind, and funny. He cares. 

Imelda: Does his grandfather own the business?

Dorothy: Yes...

Imelda: Good. Just as I thought. 

Dorothy: We really are just-

Imelda: Who you associate with says a lot about you, Dorothy. Kindness and caring are important, and I would not have you neglect them, but they will only get you so far in the world. Sometimes, you will have to make difficult decisions about who you spend your time with. But...it seems to me that this boy might be an acceptable friend. Do not complicate things for yourself. 

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Imelda: May I join you?

Dorothy: Of course. Perhaps you can see something I cannot.