Yeah, ever since Ramona turned fifteen the whole palace has been in an uproar. There's always some caterer or dressmaker coming, Harry and I have to go away becuse someone is going to came and polish the chandelier or color code party favors. Please, it's just a ball.
Stella: Good Grief, Theodore! This is not "just a ball", this is Ramona's coming out ball. Soon she will be the most popular eligible young lady in the Kingdom! Won't that be lovely, Mona?
Ramona: Gee, how could I resist?
Theo: Gosh, this isn't just a ball. Golly gee Ramona, you are going to be mobbed by guys who want to marry you. Sounds like fun. Sarcasm, sarcasm. sarcasm.
Stella: You're just jealouse because...
Ramona: While my siblings bicker, I'll just publish this post.
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