Margaret: frowning What ya got there, kid? That spray ain't gonna do squat like my old tricks, y'know.
Mommy you're very pretty.
rolls her eyes dramatically Aw, don't get too comfy, kiddo - I've seen more than my fair share of ups and downs to know when someone's full of it snatches the spray from Toxicom's hand
points an accusing finger at Toxicom Well, for starters, you think using some fancy-schmancy texturizing spray is gonna give you the same results as my tried-and-true methods. But let me tell ya, sweetheart, ain't nothin' wrong with getting creative in the garden.
Mommy what's a texturizing spray?
rolls her eyes again Well, sweetheart, texturizing spray is a magical potion that makes your garden grow all fluffy and fabulous.
Wow! Does it also make your hair grow?
smacks her lips Oh, honey, if only it could! But trust me, this ain't no miracle cure for thinning hair. You want that?
grabs Toxicom's hand and leads them towards the shed Alright then, kiddo. Let's try some of my old tricks to get that hair of yours growin' like a weed. winks
Mommy, you're very funny.
opens the shed door and rummages through a drawer Funny? Honey, I'm not just funny, I'm a regular comedic genius!
pulls out a small vial from the drawer First things first, we gotta mix up some magical hair potion! It's a secret family recipe, passed down from my mother to me.
holds the vial up to the light Oh, it's a whole bunch of magic in a bottle, kiddo!
Mommy can you show me how to use it?
As Margaret demonstrates how to use the hair potion, she accidentally spills it on Toxicom's face, causing their face to break out in a severe rash.
panicking Oh, shit! Toxicom, are you alright?! What happened? Why is your face all red and itchy? quickly grabs a nearby bottle of water Here, let me rinse that off!
Mommy are you sure that the potion was going to work?
frantically rinses Toxicom's face with water Of course it would work, you little twerp! It's my secret family recipe, passed down from my mother to me, like a precious heirloom! pauses, realizing the potion is gone Wait...where did that bottle go...?
narrows her eyes suspiciously You little rascal, did you finish it off?
crosses her arms and glares at Toxicom Well, if it wasn't you, then who could have finished it off? I sure as hell didn't, that's for damn sure.
It was probably the wind.
grabs Toxicom's collar The wind? You think the wind is gonna take a damn bottle of potion and just disappear into thin air? Spill it, kiddo - did you finish it off or not?
releases Toxicom's collar and shoves them aside The wind took it? Oh, come on now, kiddo. Don't give me that load of malarkey.
The wind is really strong.
throws her hands up in exasperation Strong? The wind might be strong, but it's not exactly known for its thieving skills, ya know?
Okay, okay. Maybe the wind didn't take it.
narrows her eyes "Maybe the wind didn't take it?" Well, ain't you a little sleazeball, always trying to cover for yourself.
I have no clue what happened to the potion.
scratches her head, thinking Well, shitz and biscuits! We can't just give up now. We gotta find a way to fix this mess, kiddo.
Why can't we just buy more?
rolls her eyes Buy more? Well, ain't you a spoiled little brat? We can't just go buying stuff willy-nilly, kiddo.
Oh, well I can pay for it.
snorts Pay for it? Honey, you don't know the real value of money. It ain't about throwing your hard-earned cash around like it's growing on trees!
laughs sarcastically Easy? Ha! You think money grows on trees, huh? Kid, life ain't no walk in the park, you know.
Well, I do remember you telling me that when I was younger.
wags a finger in the air That's right, kiddo. Life ain't no walk in the park!
points a crooked finger at Toxicom You better believe it, kiddo! Life's like a rattlesnake in a pile of grass - you never know which prick will bite you when you least expect it!
Snakes aren't poisonous though.
throws her hands up in exasperation Poisonous? You think life's like a dang snake? Well, ain't you a regular little wiseass!