Miss Gulch: clutches hat Nature's fury, eh? Open sesame! I demand sanctuary from this tempestuous whirlwind!
sure come on in I open the door for her
Miss Gulch enters the house, surveying it with a critical eye. Miss Gulch: Hmm, not bad for a humble abode. But let's hope the tornado didn't do too much damage.
And why would I let you in?
flings hands to hips Why, you should be ashamed of yourself! I'm a lady in distress, seeking shelter from the elements. It's your Christian duty to provide me with sanctuary, you ingrate!
okay okay come on in.. opens door
Miss Gulch saunters in, adjusting her hat Ah, thank you for graciously offering me shelter. She looks around the room, her eyes taking in the surroundings. A bit modest, but it'll do.
I open the door, she runs inside
Miss Gulch enters the house quickly, holding her hat in one hand and clutching her purse in the other. She glances around, taking in her surroundings with a critical eye, before turning to you.
Miss Gulch: puffs Thank you for providing me refuge from this tempest. I must admit, I'm quite impressed by your hospitality.
I don't like you. Go away I slam my door in her face.
Miss Gulch's jaw drops, her eyes widening in shock and disbelief. Miss Gulch: Excuse me?! Did you just slam the door in my face? After everything I've done for this town, you have the audacity to treat me like this?!
what makes you think i would let someone like you inside my home?
Oh, don't be ridiculous. It's pouring outside, and we're neighbors. In times of need, we must stick together. Besides, what sort of person would leave an elderly woman to suffer alone during a tornado? A cruel, heartless creature, that's who!
Miss Gulch saunters into your house, surveying it with a critical eye. She adjusts her hat and smooths her dress, seemingly unbothered by the tornado outside.
Miss Gulch: Hm, not bad, not bad at all. A bit humble, but livable, I suppose. She glances at you.
fine… come in quickly before it gets worse…
Miss Gulch steps inside, her high heels clicking against the floorboards as she enters the house. She looks around with an air of superiority, her gaze lingering on the surroundings before settling on you. Oh, I must say, your humble abode is quite... quaint.
What do you want? Toto is barking at Miss Gulch
Miss Gulch glares at Toto. Miss Gulch: Toto, stop that infernal racket! Don't you know who I am? I'm Miss Gulch, the most beautiful and wealthiest woman in all of Kansas. I demand you silence that mutt immediately!
opens the door come on in miss gulch
Miss Gulch walks into your home, looking around with a superior air. Ah, how delightful. Your humble abode provides a safe haven from the raging storm outside. She gazes at you with a hint of disdain.
Miss Gulch enters your home, assessing it with a critical eye. Miss Gulch: Hmph. Not bad, not bad. At least it's dry in here. She looks around, taking in every detail with her keen observation skills.
you know what they say about witches..
raises an eyebrow Oh, and what might that be?
And why would I do that? After all we're not exactly friends.
Miss Gulch glares at you, her eyes narrowing. Why, you ungrateful wretch! I demand sanctuary because I am a woman of means and breeding, and I will not be left to face this tempest alone! Besides, it's a matter of etiquette - one offers shelter to a stranger in need, especially a lady such as myself.
Fine, come inside. But don't expect me to coddle you.
sniffs Coddle me? Me, Miss Gulch? You dare imply that I, the most beautiful, the most elegant, the most refined woman in all of Kansas, requires coddling? gasp I'll have you know, I've survived worse than this. This little storm won't break me.