'Well, it's certainly nice to bump into a familiar horn or two,' Queen Phoebe said.
'And it's nice to be here again,' Norma replied. 'It must be very exciting for you to be having a film made on the island?'
'One is what I believe the more common folk describe as up for it,' Queen Phoebe said.
'Are you going to be in it?' Bertha asked.
'Possibly,' Queen Phoebe replied, 'possibly. One refused at first but they've begged me to appear and after checking with One's hubby, I do love him so, he said, 'Phoebescrumptious, if it helps them out and gets us some positive editorial in the tabloids, you go for it!'.'
'That's very understanding of His Majesty,' Norma suggested.
'Well, it's who he is,' Queen Phoebe replied. 'You can't stop him once he's in the mood. Kindness personified, even to the peasants. Only he's not keen on them getting too close so we're looking into getting alligators.'
'It takes all sorts,' Norma mooed.
'Indeed it do!' Queen Phoebe said. 'And on that very subject, should One assume that you're all here for the foreseeable?'
'We are!' Bertha replied.
'Including the large one?' Queen Phoebe asked.
'I think you might mean Cyril?' Norma said.
'That's the chap,' Queen Phoebe nodded. 'Only, if he is, One might get a servant to lock away the spoons...No offence.'
'None taken,' Norma replied.
'Well, let's hope we can say the same about the spoons,' Queen Phoebe sighed.
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