The population of Gregoropolis has grown so much that even some of the residents have trouble keeping track of each other...
Daisy: So, then Logan said --
Edith: Now wait a minute, which one is Logan?
Daisy: Oh, you know, the brown-haired boy.
Edith: Do you mean the one who always hangs around with that sweet little
blond boy who's been here forever?
Daisy: No, that would be Miguel. And the blond boy is Sasha.
Edith: Ah, Miguel, yes, I remember now. And Sasha--now there's a name you don't
hear very often. My memory is just rubbish!
Daisy: >Sigh< It's always such a challenge for us, isn't it?So much to remember, and such a small head to store it all in.
Edith: Well, is Logan the Italian boy who hates squirrels so much? Daisy: No, that's Giancarlo.
Edith: Oh, of course, Giancarlo. I recall chatting with him about that once.
He really despises squirrels. I wonder if he's ever tried modern dance.
You know, channel some of that emotion into movement. It could be very therapeutic.
Daisy: Gosh, I'm just sure you know which one Logan is.
Edith: Wait, he's not the really gloomy boy with all the anxieties, is he?
Daisy: Oh, no, that's Duncan.
Edith: Oh, yes, Duncan, of course. I should have remembered; like Isadora Duncan.
Well, not actually like her. She wasn't that way at all.
Edith: Hmmm. Logan...Logan...Logan...Oh, wait, I know! The smart ass! Daisy: Yes! That's him!
Edith: Oh, yes, I know Logan. I like him, Logan's okay.
