Well, let me be taken. Let me be put to death! I have more care to stay than will to go. Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so. How is’t, my soul? Let’s talk. It is not day.
“It must be so hard for you, Victoria. I mean having to decide whether to wear the little Gucci dress, the little Gucci dress, or…the little Gucci dress.”