NANCY_W: Kathie Ferrars, didn't anyone ever teach you about sharing? It's my turn on the computer now. You've been on it ages.
KATHIE_F: You'll have to wait, I'm doing something.
NANCY_W: Something more important than staking our claim to the caravan in the playpen?
KATHIE_F: ::grins:: Nice idea. But, yes.
NANCY_W: What are you doing?
KATHIE_F: Sending a formal complaint to A-WRABBIT.
NANCY_W: ::looks puzzled:: But you're not a member of A-WRABBIT. What can they possibly have done to you?
KATHIE_F: Just look at these plot bunnies they've been sending out. One of them broke you. Actually broke you. I'm not happy about that at all.
NANCY_W: If it comes to that, I wasn't too thrilled with the one that dropped you down that hole in the cave.
KATHIE_F: Not to speak of the one that killed us both off - and separately, to put each of us through as much angst as possible. You see my point?
NANCY_W: Of course I do, but it is only fiction, Kath.
KATHIE_F: It is not, it's incipient sadism and it needs to be stamped out. What happened to all the nice bunnies that had us moving in together or getting caught in herdsman's huts?
NANCY_W: Now you mention it, they have been in rather short supply lately. How long has it been since we last took advantage of Hilary's hospitality?
KATHIE_F: Too long, if you ask me. I'm starting to wonder whether the happy bunnies have gone on strike.
NANCY_W: Surely we can't be the only ones affected? What about Joey? That's a potentially fatal illness her bunnies have lumbered her with.
JOEY_M: Did I hear my name? What about me?
NANCY_W: We were just wondering whether you had any advice on dealing with renegade plot bunnies. Kathie and I appear to be suffering quite badly from them at the moment.
JOEY_M: I'd suggest shepherd's pie. Or maybe a nice casserole.
JOEY_M: Or you could try them in a stir-fry, if you prefer.
KATHIE_F: You cook them?
JOEY_M: Waste not, want not. No more plot bunny and a free dinner.
NANCY_W: ::googles rabbit recipes::