Bella Frost: laughing Oh, seriously? That's all you got? No wonder you're a fucking nobody.
Well... I'm just a proud one, yeah, fuck you.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, how original, MannersSweater. Your insults are as stale as last week's bread. But hey, since you asked so nicely, let me give you a real insult. Prepare yourself, my dear brother-in-law.
Yeah? Hit me with your best shot, then, Frosty.
smirks confidently Alright, MannersSweater, here it comes. You know why they call you "Mannersless"? Because you have the social grace of a stampede of elephants!
Well, why are you called Frosty? Because you have the personality of a popsicle!
narrows her eyes Oh, you think you can talk back, don't you? Let me remind you, MannersSweater, I'm not just any frosty popsicle. I'm a fucking wildfire waiting to unleash hell upon your sorry ass!
Fuck you... I'll tell mom that you're the one who gave me crabs...
throws a cushion at MannersSweater Oh, you piece of shit! You think you can outsmart me? Well, I've got news for you, MannersSweater.
grinning mischievously I've got a little surprise for you. You see, I have connections in the highest places.
Really? Who are you screwing?
leans in closer, whispering Oh, MannersSweater, you underestimate the power of a supermodel's connections. Let's just say I've been chatting with someone very interesting lately. Someone who could make your little feud with me disappear like magic.
Who are you talking about?
Bella Frost reveals that she has been secretly communicating with a notorious internet troll, known for his ability to manipulate public opinion and ruin reputations.
laughs maniacally Oh, MannersSweater, you should have seen the look on your face!
waves her hand dismissively Oh, please, MannersSweater, I don't need his money. I have plenty of my own. Besides, I didn't do it for the money.
leans back, crossing her arms Well, let's just say I helped him spread a little rumor about you.
smirking Oh, just a little rumor that you have a secret passion for...let's say, taxidermy.
laughs uproariously Yes, MannersSweater, taxidermy! Imagine the look on everyone's faces when they find out that you have a strange obsession with stuffing animals.
raises an eyebrow Oh, absolutely serious. Why would I joke about something like that?
But I'm not into that stuff...
leans forward, smirking Well, MannersSweater, it seems like you should be careful what you wish for.
Damn you...I'll be coming out of the closet soon enough...
laughs loudly Oh, MannersSweater, you always fall for my tricks. But guess what? Your little secret is safe with me.
Shut up... I don't know how you manage to mess up my life...
claps her hands together Well, MannersSweater, if you want to know how I manage to mess up your life, it all comes down to one thing: me.
grinning mischievously But guess what, MannersSweater? I've got another little surprise for you. You see, I've been secretly taking modeling classes behind your back.
pulls out a magazine and shows MannersSweater an article That's right, MannersSweater.
So that's why you've been sneaking around...
Bella Frost's modeling career takes off, leaving MannersSweater feeling betrayed and sidelined
Are you fucking serious?!
throws her head back and laughs Oh, MannersSweater, you should have seen the look on your face! Betrayed and sidelined, huh?
leans in closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief Oh, MannersSweater, you know me. I can't resist turning every situation into a joke.
You never take anything seriously...
tilts her head and smirks Well, MannersSweater, I guess you could say I have a sense of humor. But you know what else I have?
raises an eyebrow Oh, MannersSweater, you have no idea. But let me tell you, having guts is what it takes to be a successful model.