Frank's Girlfriend

 

Ann Marie: Frank, that shirt looks really nice on you.

Valerie: Yes, very handsome.

Frank:  Why, thank you!  My girlfriend thinks so, too.

Ann Marie: Girl--

Valerie: --friend?!?

Meghan: Frank has a girlfriend?

Holly Belle: Oh good grief; now I've heard everything!

Ann Marie: Who could it be?

Valerie: Obviously someone who doesn't mind cookie crumbs all over everything.

Holly Belle: Oooh, I hate it when I don't know what's going on!

We need to investigate!

Meghan: Did Frank tell you he has a girlfriend?

Blake: Frank says so many weird things that it's hard to keep track.

Wendell: Besides, we forget stuff.

Holly Belle: Well you're certainly not likely to forget something like that!

Ezra: Like what?

Holly Belle:  >Sigh<

Blake: Why don't you just ask Frank?

Holly Belle: Hmm.  Yes, I'm always a fan of the direct approach.

Holly Belle: All right, Frank, we want to know about this girlfriend.

Frank: Well, she's very sweet.  And she come from a quality background.

Meghan: Just tell us who she is!

Frank: Come on; I'll show you her portrait.

Frank: Ladies, may I present Miss Sweetly!

Meghan: Your girlfriend...is the lady on the chocolate tin?

Holly Belle:  >Hmph<  I might have known.

Valerie:  I have to admit, she's perfect for you.

Ann Marie: And what does Major Quality think of all this?

Frank: Oh, he's a decent sort of chap.  He makes a good chaperone when I'm

not around, but he doesn't have my panache and sophistication!