Madame Claude : [narrating] And so Lady Redbush sailed off to the New World to find her beloved. And the timing was good because his new wife was a pain in him ass.
Meg Peterson : ...And then I finished scrubbing the kettle, but then I saw that I'd missed a spot and, oh, I was so worried that the whole thing wasn't clean enough, so I went back and started washing it again and sure enough, I'd missed another spot. And there was a clump of cornmeal under the rim from when I made breakfast...
Griffin Peterson : Shut up, Meg! I prithee, shut up!
[Lady Redbush enters the house]
Lady Redbush : Griffin!
Griffin Peterson : Lady Redbush!
Madame Claude : And so, Griffin Peterson and Lady Redbush were happily reunited. Of course, Griffin had to go through the complex, expensive divorce procedure required by 18th century society.
[in a case of something being easier done than said, Griffin shoots Meg with a blunderbuss]