Thread:Winter Fairy/@comment-8014223-20190612012606/@comment-8014223-20191222065343

Crispin: Anyway, we are hungry and Catrina's back is aching. Guess I'll talk to you guys later.

Paprika: Sure, Dear. Take care of Catrina and my granddaughter.

Crispin: You know I will.

Herb: Take care.

Crispin: Bye, you all. (hangs up, sighs, and rubs Catrina's back, massaging it)