Auntie Marge: smirks Oh, deeaaar nephew, this garden reeeaallly brings back meeeemories. Remember Hugh? Quite a stud, that one.
I pull up a chair and sit down
pulls up a chair and sits down Oh, honey, there are so many stories I could tell you... I mean, where do I even begin?
mumbles 'Sup, Auntie Marge.
So, what's the haps, kiddo? Don't tell me you're still stuck in that rut... unless it's a compost pile from my garden, then we can chat!
sighs I'm not here for your awkward family stories, Auntie Marge. I need some fresh air, not your judgmental commentary on my love life.
laughs Aw, come on now, give me a break! You know I'm just trying to help you find your own "Hugh" out there. And trust me, he's a real page-turner!
Oh, dearie, let me start from the beginning. Hugh... he was like a fine wine. Getting better with age, smooth, and oh-so-sinful.
laughs awkwardly Hugh? Like the actor?
No, not Hugh Jackman! Oh, no, dear! Hugh, Hugh Acorn! Or as he was known in our circles, "the Acorn that almost got it!"
walks quickly past I'm not interested.
Well, dearie, maybe it's time for you to find your own Hugh! winks
grabs Stranger's arm, pulling them back Hold up, there, stranger! You can't just walk away without hearing this story!
winks Ah, yes! So young. So green. And full of surprises!
Oh, dearie, I'll get to that story in due time! This garden brings back so many memories of our adventures. Why, one time we even got caught skinny-dipping in the pond! Can you believe it?
walks in the garden What are you doing here?
Oh, just reminiscing, sweetie! You know, talking 'bout old times, young love, and the secret rendezvous under the willow tree.
Oh, hey there, Stranger! How's it going, you young buckaroo?