I think she's got an iron stomach anyways. I mean, look at all of the Snackoos she crams down her throat on a daily basis! She'll be fine!

[ Trucy blinks a few times, before she laughs and waves a dismissive hand. ]

What? Don't worry, I've never dated anyone for real, either. But I've seen enough stupid movies to be able to act the part out. Besides... all we want to do is make daddy feel extremely uncomfortable. He'll break pretty quickly, I think. Just leave it to me! All you'll have to do is smile and nod.

[ She reaches up and prods one of his cheeks with a gloved finger, her grin never once fading. ]

Stop worrying so much, Polly. We're going to break daddy's brain, and it's going to be great!