"It's not slippery, Day, you can totally do this!"
"But it's all shinyyyyy and I don't like iiiiiiiiittttt....."
"Well, it was shiny when you went across, too."
"Well, I wasn't noticing it then..."
"Well, don't notice it now then."
"Well, I already did notice it now!"
"Day... come on, just give it a try... I know you can do it!"
"It's the lights from this Christmas tree, they're freakin' me out!"
"I would believe that if you didn't pull this every single day, even when the tree isn't up."
"But it's making it even worse, and whyyy would you even put the Christmas tree up now anyhow? It's not even Christmas yet, we still have like... over a couple of weeks!"
"We're getting ready for Christmas earlier this year so we aren't so rushed closer to the day. Remember, we talked about it? And you were happy, so excited even, to help decorate the tree!"
"Uh yeah... because tree-decorating snacks were involved..... but it didn't mean I wanted it to stay up forever and keep causin' me grief!"
"Okay, enough... let's go, get movin' mister!"
"No. You're gonna just hav'ta carry me across..."
"I'm not carrying you across, Day. You got yourself over there just fine and you're totally capable of getting yourself back to the kitchen for your dinner. Come on, your brother's already waiting on his mat..."
"Wait! What???!! Play's already having dinner?? Without me!!???"
"No, I said waiting, not having..."
"But that's not fair!! First you stick me way back over here where you knowww I can't get across and then you get HIM all set on his squooshy meal mat when you knowww that MY tummy is just so huuuuungry and then you won't even do ME a measly little carry favour!!!"
"Okay, first of all... I did not 'stick you over there', you decided to make your own way across so you could watch out the window."
"I saw Willa outside! What was I supposed to do, be rude and not even wave to her!??"
"Second of all... I did not 'get him all set'... he got himself set because I started dinnertime routine for both of you."
"So you say, yet clearly only one of us is all set up and it sure isn't me..."
"Day! Are you ready to come and have your dinner, or not?"
"Well of course I'm ready! I'm always ready! I'd be ready at 3:57 in the morning if you were ever caring enough to stop bein' lazy in bed and offer! What, you think I'm gonna pass on a dinner invitation??!"
"Okay! Fine. Let's make it an 'official invitation' then... Day, would you like to come and have your dinner now?"
"Why, yes Mama... thank you, I would! And now I have an invitation to extend to you, y'know, in the kindness of Christmassy Spirit and all that warm fuzziness stuff..."
"Let me guess... is it an invitation to carry your hungry lil' body across the tiles so you can ravenously accept the dinner invitation I extended to you?"
"Awwww Mama... you know me so well it just makes my heart swell..... Now CHOP CHOP! Not only is time-a-wastin' but I'M-a-wastin'-away!!!"
"Greyhounds are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."
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