Chloe walking down the street, with Priscilla following her carrying a saddle. Priscilla: "Please let me ride you?" Chloe: "No." Priscilla: "Please!?" Chloe: "No."
Priscilla: "But you're a Magical Unicorn Princess!" "What if I give you an apple?" Chloe: "No." Chloe: "Look, kid, where's your mom?"
Priscilla (points at a scantily-dressed woman on a park bench looking at her phone): "Over there, texting all her boyfriends before her shift at the liquor store." "So can I ride you?"