LITTLE CERSEI: (bangs into bird cage)
MAGGY THE FROG: The fuck, yo?
LC: Sorry, were you sleeping?
MTF: Naw. I just close my eyes in total darkness and silence whenever I wait for blond psycho children to come ask me about their future.
LC: Right. Tell me about my future or I’ll have your eyes gouged out of your head.
MTF: Here’s a freebie. You’re gonna be a real bitch when you grow up.
LC: Well, no shit. Here. Suck my finger and tell me my future.
CERSEI’S RANDOM BRUNETTE FRIEND: Mad creepy, son.
( LITTLE CERSEI and MAGGY glare)
CRBF: Please. You know we’re all thinking the same thing.
LC: All right, Maggy. Out with it.
MTF: You get three questions.
LC: Only three?
MTF: Now you’re down to two.
LC: WHAT THE FUCK?
MTW: One. I suggest you make it good.
LC: Okay, okay. Who’s Jon Snow’s mother?
MTF: If I told you that, we’d have to end the show now.
LC: Ugh. Fine.
MTF: Also, your father will die on the shitter, and giants and zombies are real.
CRBF: Oh, now you’re just making shit up.