Chica: Hey... uh, how are you?
Ariel: Tired.
Chica: Wanna do something?
Ariel: Did you not hear me before? I'm tired and I want to go and sleep.
Chica: Uh.. oh.. oh ok..
Chica: So... wanna go eat pizza?
Ariel: Chica, are you gonna keep asking me until I say, "yes"?
Chica: Maybe...
Ariel: Don't you have other versions of yourself? Maybe hanging out with them?
Chica: They're mean though...
Ariel: Your calling yourself mean?
Chica: No.. you are!
Ariel: I highly doubt that.
Chica: Please... just hang out with me!
Ariel: No! I'm gonna take a break... MIKE! YOU GET THE NEXT SHIFT!!
Mike [muffled]: Ok!
Chica: Wait! I'll be all alone..
Ariel: Go annoy Mike or something...
Chica: Ok!
Ariel: Cya!
Chica: Wait.. what if he stuffs me in a suit?
Ariel: -_-
Ariel: That's your job.
Chica: Oh, ok..
Ariel: Ok.. bye.