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Elizabeth: eyes spring open after her dream Hmm, what did happen to that parasol? gets up and unlocks a few drawers. Ah, my love! There you are. picks up the parasol and starts twirling it Singing in the rain, I'm just.. SINGING in the rain medallion falls out of the parasol on onto Elizabeth's perfect curls. OUCH! sees the medallion oooo, shiny! Where did this come from?

Governor Swann: Elizabeth? Did you fall out of bed again? walks through the door

Elizabeth: oh! shoves the parasol down her dress and slips on the medallion Yes, yes! I mean, No! No!!!

Governor Swann: Um.. Hmm. Well, I have a gift for you!

Elizabeth: Ooo, I love gifts! Red gifts especially.

Governor Swann: It is not red

Elizabeth: It's not red?

Governor Swann: No, I am sorry.

Elizabeth: Is it squishy?

Governor Swann: Um. No, it is not squishy.

Elizabeth: Well just give me the thing already! I'll sell it on e-bay and buy myself a bra so I do not flash the audience when I get out of bed.

Governor Swann: Elizabeth , is that entirely proper for you to...?

Elizabeth: Gift! Now! is handed the box and opens it up And now you will ask me to wear this to see commodore tightwad

Governor Swann: Actually, I, uh...I had hoped you might wear it for the cerem-

Elizabeth: Save your breath maids assist her get changed. Maids pull the parasol out of her dress and hand it to Governor Swann, who looks at it exasperated, They pull of her nightgown and hand the governor a monkey. Followed by a block of cheese

Governor Swann: Elizabeth, I really had hoped we were over all of this.

Servant: My lord, there is a disturbed young boy downstairs. Would you like me to remove him? cracks knuckles

Governor Swann: Ahh, that must be Young Mr. Turner. Poor castrated little mutt.

---Scene switches to downstairs------

Will sits on the floor sampling gum from underneath the Governor's table

Governor Swann: Ah, Mr. Turner. Good to see you again.

Will: crawls from under the table Ah, Found my lucky pebble!

Governor Swann: Uh, yes. And I am happy that you have. Now, do you have something for me?

Will: Yes! opens the sword case The blade is folded steel... ahh forget it. We both know you have no clue what I'm talking about. And before you open your mouth it was I who made it, not the dirty fat man who smells of licorice and bird seed.

Governor Swann: Well, do pass my compliments to your dear candy man.

Will: sighs and snaps the sword in half It's unlucky to give commodore ennui a full sword, as that he could possibly hurt himself when he spins the bloody thing around. You know he doesn't have my talent. He seems to have to much of a social agenda to practice three hours a day sigh

Elizabeth: Will! How nice to see you! I had a dream about a parasol last night!

Will: About me?

Elizabeth: A parasol! And lemon Popsicles! Remember, the day we met, and I had many freckles, which seemed to have vanished along with the gold shiny thing that you were wearing that day.

Will: Miss Swann, you are very odd.

Elizabeth: Will, how many times must I ask you to call me daft?

Will: Once more, as always my curly haired beauty.

Elizabeth: Good day Mr. Turner. And that is not gum you are chewing. Under the table is where we keep Father's nose cheese. walks out stumbling over her well polished but simply hideous shoes

Will: Turns to an umbrella vase and throws up. Bleh. Sees a servant coming and breaks a sconce off the wall to cover up his mess whistle whistle. Dum de dum. Nothing to see here!

Servant: rolls his eyes Do not make me sexually harass you for being so sexy even when you are a moron

Bri and Sals, love you girls J