Joy: sorry
Sadie: Good job, dad. Mom's not 🥹anymore. She's blushing. 😳😆
Áine → Wraith: Did you have to tell them that?
Wraith → Áine: Yes.
Maureen: If we're all done emotionally devastating each other, someone needs to stop Joy from ordering six hundred dollars' worth of glitter markers.
Joy: THEY SPARKLE
Neeve: she added 47 packs to the cart
Joy: I WAS COMPARING COLORS
Áine → Wraith: You said there were parental controls on their phones. How does she have access to a shopping app?
Wraith → Áine: Ellie vetted the app. There's nothing on there the girls shouldn't have.
Áine → Wraith: Maybe an embedded spending limit would have been a good idea.
Wraith: 47 packs of markers are overkill, sunshine. Dial it back to one.
Joy: 😔
Kieran: Three packs max.
Joy: I LOVE YOU
Áine: Kieran. 🤨
Wraith: What? She negotiated well.
Neeve: that's literally not what happened
Sadie: He folded instantly.
Maureen: Men are weak to little girls. Your grandfather once bought your mother a goat because she cried at a petting zoo.
Áine: In fairness, it was an adoption and the goat 🐐 stayed at the animal sanctuary. 😊
Joy: I WANT A GOAT TO LIVE WITH US
Wraith: No livestock in Queens.
Joy: 😔
Áine → Wraith: Don't you dare give into that sad face. 🚫
Wraith → Áine: We could adopt one like your dad did for you.
Áine → Wraith: You're hopeless. 🩷
Wraith → Áine: You're giving mixed signals here.
Áine → Wraith: Tell me about it.
Áine → Wraith: Will you be home tonight?