Mar 18, 2018
Diana Trent: Where are all the answers?!
Jane Edwards: You could try asking your Father!
Diana: What?!
Jane: If you want the answers, you must ask your Father.
Diana: Jane, have you gone right out of your mimsy little mushroom mind? My father has been dead since just before Julius Caesar waded up the plage in his leather wellies!
Jane: I meant your Father in Heaven.
Diana: Oh, God…
Jane: Yes, God!
Diana: No, no, no, Jane. I meant, “Oh, God…,” not, “Oh, God!” I was speaking in the evocative provocative, not in the definitive absolute ablative!
