Monica: Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. This place is a dump!
Paige: Calm down, sis. It'll all be ready when Alyson gets here.
Monica: But we're not ready! I mean, RB has been biting his nails, and look at the stubs on my hands! I can't stand the waiting.
Paige: Look, we're fine, and she'll be fine. We have a great place. What's not to like? She'll have us and RB. We'll treat her well.
Monica: But, how often does one find out you have a half sister? I mean, it's not every day, you know. And she's coming to live with us! What if she doesn't like us? What if we don't like her?What if she's a bitch? Oh my god, what if she's a complete, raving lunatic?!
Paige: You have too many thoughts, sis. Besides, we're half sisters too. We get along, and we'll get along with her. Plus she sounded like a nice person on the phone. It's why I made the invitation. If we should be wondering about anything, it's what the hell was our father thinking? Geez, he got around.
Monica: Heh. Yeah, that's true. He was a bit of a horndog, wasn't he. Well, my mom said nothing but nice things about him.
Paige: Mine thought he was an ass. Oh well. Thank god we're not our parents.
Monica: Oh so true. Well, I sure do hope she likes us.
Paige: I think she will. Hmmm... I wonder how she and RB will get along.
Monica: Oh, do not go there.
Paige: Why? Think they won't?
Monica: Oh, no. I think they will. I think she'll come in all beautiful redhead like and sweep him off his feet. Damn him. Damn her. I'm going to hate her, I know it. She'll be all "look, aren't I beautiful?" and I'll want to vomit all over. It's hard enough between us. Three's company was one thing, but four?
Paige: Oh, good point. Is that why you did your hair? It's very pretty.
Monica: Oh, thank you. And maybe. I got it all conditioned. RB really likes how it feels. Is that why you did yours?
Paige: Uhm... no, of course not. Just needed a change is all. You like it?
Monica: Oh yes. Very stylin. I like. RB will like. Between us, Alyson doesn't have a chance.
Paige: Whispers Hope not.
Monica: What was that?
Paige: Oh, nothing, nothing at all. It'll be wonderful having her here. Really, really nice. Yes. Nice... Forced Smile