Miss Sandy: I declare! No I won't. A proper Southern girl has principals. My mama taught me... Well, you just never mind. No!
FEMA Boy: Sandy, please. You don't understand. I am offering you a proposal.
Miss Sandy: Pa will not cotton to the likes of you on no count. No! I won't. You were issuing weather reports about me. You haven any manners. A girl need not be called names. Called a Hurricane... I did not come up here to see the likes of you.
FEMA Boy: [Down on one knee] Sandy. Consider it a dowry.
Miss Sandy: No! [Head for exit] Get your hands off of me! ...
Disclaimer: Mark Twain (1835-1910-To be continued) is unlicensed. His river pilot's license went delinquent in 1862. Caution advised. Daily Paul ☑
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