Parker re-assumed her Majestic Voice, and said: "Perchance till after Theseus' wedding-day. If you will patiently dance in our round And see our moonlight revels, go with us; If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts. Could she be more fair? Jeez. Don't start a fight, don't pick on my henchwomen, don't show up drunk, and it's all good. Otherwise, skive off, husband."
She re-assumed the Oberon mimicry, with hands on hips and puffed-out chest: "Give me that boy, and I will go with thee."
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If you will patiently dance in our round
And see our moonlight revels, go with us;
If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts. Could she be more fair? Jeez. Don't start a fight, don't pick on my henchwomen, don't show up drunk, and it's all good. Otherwise, skive off, husband."
She re-assumed the Oberon mimicry, with hands on hips and puffed-out chest: "Give me that boy, and I will go with thee."