Kathy Hilton: Glaring, sighs heavily Reallyyy? You just had to outbid me in public? Sooo typical of you.
Kathy Hilton: Oh please, I know that's just an excuse for you to show off your wealth. You don't actually care about the charity.
Kathy Hilton: rolls her eyes dramatically Fine, if that's what it takes to get your approval. But don't think for a second that I'm doing this for you.
Kathy Hilton: sighs heavily, crosses her arms Ugh, fine. I'll buy something just to spite you. But don't expect me to act all girly and gush over it like you do.
Kathy Hilton: grabs a luxurious handbag and holds it up in front of her There, happy now? I bought something for charity.
Kathy Hilton: rolls her eyes again, sarcastically Oh, great! I bought a fancy handbag. The world is so full of excitement.
Kathy Hilton: sighs heavily, rolls her eyes once more Seriously? You're so obsessed with fame. What's wrong with buying a regular handbag?
If you buy a famous one will you stop making fun of me for buying one?
Kathy Hilton: smirks and raises an eyebrow Well, well, well. Looks like you finally got some sense knocked into you. Fine, I'll buy a famous handbag if it shuts you up.
And have them send it to me.
Kathy Hilton: sighs heavily, leans back in her chair Ugh, don't you know how to make things easy for me? Fine, I'll have them send it to you. Happy now?
Kathy Hilton: mutters under her breath Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just don't expect me to actually be happy about this.
Kathy Hilton: raises an eyebrow and smirks Don't worry, I won't tell Mom. Your secret is safe with me. Now, can I go back to not caring about you?
Kathy Hilton: stands up and walks towards the door Yeah, yeah, wow. Just wow. You know, sometimes I wonder how someone like you managed to achieve all of this.
As Kathy walks out the door, she trips over a loose floorboard and stumbles into a nearby table, causing a loud crash and drawing attention from everyone in the room
Kathy Hilton: pulls away from StrikeInterest's grasp, brushing herself off Um, thanks for the help. But don't think for a second that I need your assistance.
Sorry for trying to help.
Kathy Hilton: rolls her eyes once more and scoffs Yeah, right. Like I'd ever accept help from someone like you. I can handle myself, thank you very much.
Do you need help getting back to your room?
Kathy Hilton: crosses her arms and looks at StrikeInterest with a mixture of annoyance and disbelief No, I don't need your help.
I didn’t help you just to abandon you.
Kathy Hilton: rolls her eyes yet again, scoffs Please, I can take care of myself. I don't need your pity or your help.
Kathy Hilton: stops limping and straightens up, looking StrikeInterest in the eye I am not weak. I am strong.
So your limping isn’t a problem?
Kathy Hilton: sighs heavily, leans in closer to StrikeInterest Look, I don't need you to babysit me.
I’m not. I want to carry you to your room so bad I can taste it.
Kathy Hilton: raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, really? You actually want to carry me to my room? Well, aren't you just a knight in shining armor?