I can't type fast enough

Oh she's in there, pecking at B. I feel bad for B.

Told G she's going to OKC. "I wish you hadn't done that."
"But S bought you a ticket."
"I have three dogs."
"R1 will take care of them, she offered to."
"Promise me you'll never, ever do this to me again."
[Yes, G, we promise.]

Asked G if she wants to wear this shirt on the plane. "I'd have to iron it." "No, it's a t-shirt, you don't have to." "I WOULD IRON THAT." Alrighty, then.

B asks, "Would you like more coffee?" "PUT THAT DOWN." "I'm asking if you'd like more coffee." "PUT THAT DOWN RIGHT NOW. You need to learn that you can't just assume things when you're in someone else's house. I live alone and I can do it myself."

I suspect the fact that she's - surprise! - going to Oklahoma City, caught her off guard, and now she's irritable/frustrated. She doesn't know who made the coffee (she did), and has asked three or four times. She's following B around, clucking at her about everything, and then following it with "AREN'T YOU SO PRETTY?!"