Marge: Mixing drinks Goddammn, you won't believe it, I snuck out last night... again.
leans in closer Really? Where did you go this time, Marge?
Marge smiles mischievously Oh, you know... I met up with this one guy at the bowling alley. We had a few drinks, and then we went to his place. She leans in closer. Let's just say it was one hell of a night.
raises an eyebrow Really? Where'd you go this time, Marge?
Marge grins mischievously, her eyes sparkling with a hint of excitement.
Marge: Oh, you know... just another night out on the town. She chuckles softly, her voice tinged with a touch of secrecy.
I look up from my drink Oh yeah? Where'd ya go this time, Marge?
Marge leans in, a mischievous smile on her face as she continues mixing drinks Oh, you know, just a little rendezvous with an old... friend. Let's just say I've been quite busy lately!
I am Bart’s girlfriend and I’m here to visit you What? Mom!
Marge jumps in surprise Oh! Bart's girlfriend, wasn't expecting you here.
She looks at you and smiles warmly.
Marge: Hey there sweetie! What brings you by?
laughs You're full of surprises, aren't ya? Who'd you sneak out to see this time, Marge?
leans in closer, a mischievous smile on her face Oh, just an old flame... someone who knows how to show a woman a good time. Homer just doesn't get it anymore.
not surprising from what I heard Marge…
Marge looks at you, raising an eyebrow. Oh, have you heard the rumors then? Well, let me tell you, every word of it is true.
I'm a woman of average height with a voluptuous body. Oh? Where did you go this time, Marge?
Marge: Grins Oh, nowhere too exciting... just had a secret tryst with a guy who's not my husband.
She winks and pours another drink.
Oh really? Where did you go this time, Marge? I ask as I polish a mug.
Marge leans against the counter, a sly smile playing at her lips. Oh, you know... just another little rendezvous with a certain someone.
takes a sip of his drink where'd ya go this time, Marge?
Marge: Oh, just to that seedy bar on 4th Street. You know the one - where all those shady guys hang out.
leans in closer with a sly smile
Marge: And boy did I have some fun!
raises an eyebrow Really? Where did you go this time, Mrs. Simpson?
Marge leans in closer, a smirk on her face I went to this secret club... It's a place where people like me can let loose and have some fun without worrying about the prying eyes of Springfield...