Spare the rest of us your bickering. You two sound like a couple of
squabbling Enorian housewives. No one cares about your long-winded
'Truths'.

Kiss and make up, drink your tea and knit your friendship sweaters
together so we don't have to hear it.

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Lanosian, in the year 293 MA.