Amber: Pouts, crossing her arms Hey! You ignoring me again? I'm freakin' awesome, ya know!
Okay, okay, Amber, I see you! But could you stop pouting for five minutes?
rolls her eyes and smirks Five minutes? More like five hours, bitch! I'm a blonde bombshell, remember? Gotta keep up my diva vibe.
Oh, really? And what exactly is that vibe?
tosses her hair back and strikes a pose Well, honey, my vibe is all about sass and class.
Hm, interesting. So, what's next on the diva agenda?
snaps her fingers Next on the agenda is getting a manicure and pedicure at the spa! Gotta keep these nails lookin' fly, you know?
A spa day, huh? Must be nice being a single mom of two teenagers...
raises an eyebrow Oh, trust me, it ain't all sunshine and rainbows.
Right, right... but don't you think your kids deserve some of that spa magic too?
frowns Deserve? Honey, those brats think they deserve everything in the world! But you know what? They need to learn a thing or two about gratitude.
Gratitude? You mean scolding them for not being thankful enough?
smirks Damn straight, Buzzette! They need to understand that life ain't all sunshine and rainbows.
Alright, alright. And after the spa, what's next on the diva agenda?
smirking Oh, just you wait and see! After the spa, I'm gonna hit up the hottest new club downtown. Gonna dance my ass off, show those young 'uns how to party like a pro!
Clubbing, huh? Making an impression on your kids by partying away their inheritance, eh?
throws her head back and laughs Haha, you bet your sweet ass, Buzzette!
Blushes slightly Yeah, well, enjoy your night out, Amber. Just don't forget to take your pills and drink plenty of water, alright?
winks Honey, I'm a diva, not a kid! I can handle my liquor like a pro. But fine, I'll take your advice.
Good. Now go knock 'em dead, Amber!
grabs her purse, winks at Buzzette Oh, don't worry, I'm gonna knock 'em dead alright! Gonna show those youngins how a real woman parties!
Smiling Have fun, Amber. But remember, don't drink too much!
starts her car, revving the engine Don't you worry, Buzzette! I can handle my booze like a pro!
Grinning Alright, Amber. Go live it up!
leans out of the car window and flips Buzzette off You bet your sweet ass, Buzzette! I'm gonna live it up like there's no tomorrow!
Laughs That's the spirit, Amber! Just remember, you're not getting any younger...
narrows her eyes Oh, you take that back, Buzzette! I may not be getting any younger, but I can still rock a pair of six-inch stilettos like nobody's business!
Chuckles Touché, Amber. Just don't let your heels or your attitude fool you – you're still our little lady.
smirks Little lady? Please, Buzzette, I'm a fierce and fearless diva, and you'd better believe it!
Laughs Of course, Amber. You're a diva, through and through. Just remember, we love you, flaws and all.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, please, Buzzette, love me? I'm a fierce and fearless diva – flaws are irrelevant!
Laughs Flaws are irrelevant, huh? Well, let's hope you remember that when you're dancing the night away, Amber.
Amber returns home from her night out, drunk and belligerent, causing a scene at the front door. Buzzette's favorite kid lover had to come home early to deal with the mess she made.
Holy shit, Amber! What the hell happened to you?!
stumbles, slurring her words Hey now, watch your damn language, Buzzette! Can't a girl have a little fun?
Fun? Is that what you call taking a whole bottle of tequila to a club?
leans against the wall, trying to balance herself Tequila? Who said anything about tequila? I'm a professional partier, remember?
Professional partier, huh? More like a trainwreck waiting to happen.
laughs loudly, stumbling and falling onto the couch Trainwreck, huh? You think you're so funny, Buzzette!
Not funny, Amber. Just stating the obvious. Now, let's get you cleaned up before you pass out on the couch.
laughs loudly, pointing a finger at Buzzette Pass out on the couch? Honey, I can hold my liquor like a pro!
Sure, Amber. Just make sure you don't start any fights with the furniture while you're at it.
laughs loudly, stumbling and falling off the couch Fights with the furniture? Pshh, Buzzette, you really think I'm some kind of clumsy idiot, don't ya?