Julie: Why didn't she like me, Willoooooow??
Willow: Now now, you need to calm down, Julie! It's not that big of a deal!
Julie: BUHSHETOLHMESHEWAHNTINTEREHTEDINWEEMEHEHEHEEEEEN!!
Harleen: HAHAHAHAHA!! You still on about that, nigga?? You're such a drama queen!!
Julie: *almost unintelligible squealing that's about Harleen making fun of her or some shit...*
Willow: Stop making fun of Julie, Anika! You're going to make me angry!
Harleen: Not my fault Julie's so upset! Our devotchka isn't at fault here! She just got illusioned without reason!
Willow: You don't know what falling in love is, don't judge my precious Julie like that! There there, baby girl, it's alright~
Julie: *deflating like a high-pitched balloon*
Willow: I have an idea! Would motorboating my tiddies make you feel better, hun?
Julie: *still weeping* I don't know, I guess so...
Willow: Let me get out of this top so you can do it directly, okay~?
Harleen: YO, WHAT ABOUT ME?! I WANNA CUP SUM TIDDY, GURL!!
Willow: Not until you apologize for making fun of Julie's pain!
Harleen: You serious?! Girl can't take a fucking JOKE!
Willow: ANIKA MAEVA SOLOMON! APOLOGIZE THIS INSTANT!
Harleen: *petrified with fear* Y-yeah, okay... Sorry, Jules...
Julie: *broken voice* It's okay...
Willow: Theeeere we go~! Now, who wants some goth tiddy!
Harleen: *starts barking like a dog*
Julie: *softly* Yaaaaaaay...