Ever wonder what kind of conversations might happen if sweet little Menno girl acted in a play with non-sweet-little-menno people? It might go something like this:
(Setting: A theater rehearsal. Cast is about to begin the scene of the party. Two of them are arguing about who actually is throwing the party)
Alex: It’s my party
Me: Actually, the only reason you’re even invited is because you’re my husband’s friend.
Me: Ha! You have no comeback.
Alex: I’m trying to think of something to say that’s appropriate yet mean.
Kate: You can’t be mean to her! Just look at that face!