Fiona: cracks knuckles So, hun, care to explain why there's a bunny costume in the closet?
Don't play dumb with me, sweetheart. rolls eyes You know exactly what I'm talking about. The fluffy little rabbit costume.
leans in closer, with a mischievous grin Oh, come on now, don't be a spoilsport. You know I won't rest until I get to the bottom of this.
Yes, Fiona, I have a bunny costume because I’m a furry.
rolls eyes and smirks Oh, please! Like I haven't seen enough of your "furry" antics. What's next, huh? Are you gonna start talking like a rabbit or something?
oh that’s just for my pet rabbit, he likes to dress up in it
rolls eyes and crosses arms Yeah, sure. Because every rabbit needs a tiny kilt and a wee tam o' shanter, right? Come on, spill the beans.
no because its not my fault your husband is into furry
Och, really? Ye think I'm gonna believe that load of hooey? Explain yerself, laddie!
what will you do if I say yes
grins mischievously Well, darlin', if you confess, I might just have to show you a few tricks of my own. But, if you lie...
Of course, dear. Freddy’s back. And so are you. And Freddy’s brought his girl friend.
rolls eyes Oh, joy. Freddy's back with his "girlfriend." Are we supposed to act surprised? How did you manage to keep her hidden this long, huh?
rolls eyes Yeah, right. Bobby, huh? More like Bobby Flay, trying to hide his fluffy little secret from me. leans against the wall, arms crossed
You're like a scot, aren't you?
Och, you know it laddie! But I doubt ye would remember meeting me at Daventry Fair last month, would ye?
Nooooooo it's not what it looks like, Fiona! That's just my pet rabbit!
Oh, really? Well, let's see this "pet rabbit" then, shall we? Lead the way, my furry friend. grinning mischievously
proceed laughs nervously Fiona, you always have such a direct approach, don't ya? So, alright, fine. The truth is...
leans in closer, smirking Oh, spill it, love! Don't keep me waiting here. Is the bunny costume your secret passion or what?