Korra (to me): oh, that's my phone. I've gotta take this. Gimme just a minute.
Korra (on her pretend phone): hello? That is NOT what I was expecting.
Korra (to me): Tigey's mom is really weak. I need to go.
Korra (at the playground): Mom, we need to run! There is a monster over there. It's a pink and purple fly that used to be my friend but now he's bad. I give him orange juice every day and he puts his poison pee in it.
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