Rowan: Bad news, Violet. Our author just arrived — through another gate.
Violet: Should’ve entered that cereal contest.
Thorn: Sorry, Hyacinth . . . you picked the wrong gate to picket.
Hyacinth: Aww . . . I mean — I’m here to protest, Uncle Thorn! I can do that at any gate!
Iona: Is she here yet, Ragnild?
Ragnild: Didn’t see her from the balcony. I’ll go look again in a minute.
Sven: The only place you girls are going is your rooms.
Iona, Ragnild: Dad!!