Daisy: Flying Squirrel, I've just realized that all my whining has been
       for nothing.

Squir: I'm glad of that but can I beleive what you're saying?

Dasiy: Silly goose, the answer is plain as day.

Squir: Another solution?

Daisy: Yes, but a solution that involves no arguments, raised voices, 
       or hysteria of any kind.

Squir: Excellent.

Daisy: At least, not on my part.

Squir: Well, I suppose anything is better tahn the exposition plan.

Daisy: Oh, but this is a superior variation on the exposition plan! You see,
       if you don't expose yourself today, I'll expose you tomorrow! It will
       be too late for you to marry Fountain because she'll already be
       married to David. And then the tribe will be free to do what-ever
       they like to you!

Squir: Daisy! You wouldn't do such thing, would you?

Daisy: Squirrel, I'm a woman. And I've been scorned. (exits quickly)

Squir: Oh Heaven help me! Daisy! (runs after her.)