DG walked down the hall with Glitch, Raw and her sister, Az. Cain had left the palace several weeks before, on a project for the queen, so the other four trying to get by without the Tin Man.
"So, I've figured out," said DG. "-that there are things that are okay to say as a princess. And when to say them and when not to."
"Like what?" asked Az.
"'How's it hangin'?" said DG, smiling at the other three.
"There is nothing wrong with that, DG," said Glitch.
"Well, if you're at your tailor, no," said DG. "'How are the pants hangin', back there?'"
The three nodded.
"Or if Raw is getting his hair cut," she continued. "'Hair hangin' long?'"
Well, that made sense to the others.
"Now, when I was on the other side, I could say it, too. Pops and I are at the state fair and he's looking at a bull he's thinking of buying. I ask him: 'How's he hangin'?' Not rude on a farm. But, if I were to say to one of the suitors that have come to visit me: 'You look good; nice teeth, hair, but what I really need to ask is: How are you hung?'"
The other three just about lost it, laughing themselves silly.