A: The Godmothers

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TheFourLadies: Heeheehee! Heeheehee! Heeheehee! Heeheehee!
Songween: I was hopin' to do this with a bit more ceremony— but I better get it over with before someone wets the floor— *SIGH!* Vormanga, Vorashus, Vorbottan, Vortigern— meet my Heirs. Kids, meet your Auntie Maims.
Kathy (aside to Sandy): Why do I get the feeling that if we offend them, we'll lose our voices, or fall asleep for a thousand years—?
Sandy: If we're lucky—!

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B: Frightful

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LadyVorashus (pinching Kathy's cheek): Hoos just da kootiss widdul snookums—? Yoo are! Yoo are!
Songween: All right, girls— back off! It's almost their bedtime, you don't wannt go givin' 'em nightmares!
LadyVormanga: Oh, Songwee—! Why didn't you tell us they'd arrived? We had to hear it from the Officer of the Day, who got it from the MP's—

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Songween: The MP's—?
LadyVormanga: Yes— there was some sort of an altercation in a bar— over who was the rightful Bodyguard of the rightful Heir of Rackenroon!