LILLY: I love you, Mommy.
ZIYI: What did I say about calling me that?
LILLY: Oh. Right. Sorry, Miss Zhang.
ZIYI: Mmm. There’s a good girl.
LILLY: I’m so happy you’re marrying my daddy. He’s rich!
ZIYI: (smiles wanly but knowingly)
LILLY: Hey look! I’m wearing leggings just like you! Wheeeeee!
ZIYI: That’s very nice, sweetie.
LILLY: And I’m wearing my hair just like you.
LILLY: And when I grow up, I’m going to go naked on the beach and do butt exercises!
ZIYI: (barely listening) Good for you. It’s important to have goals.
ZIYI: Wonderful, just wonderful.
LILLY: I want to be a movie star like you, Mommy.
ZIYI: A bit chilly tonight isn’t it? I wonder…wait. What did you just say? What. Did. I. Tell. You. About. That. Word???
LILLY: I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I promise I won’t do that again.
ZIYI: I forgive you. Again. Now, where were we? Something about feathers?
LILLY: Nothing. Never mind.
ZIYI: How fascinating! Sweetie, would you mind loosening your grip a little? You’re strangling Miss Zhang’s arm. There’s a good girl.
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