Enot & Velvette
Enot Enot
Velvette Velvette
Enot Enot
Hey, Velvette, ever thought about planting a secret garden in the most unexpected spot—like under a bridge or inside an abandoned theater? We could hide all sorts of surprises there, and maybe even use it as a clever way to drop a little whisper or two to the right people. What do you think?
Velvette Velvette
An underground garden? Charming, indeed. I love the idea of a hidden nook where whispers can slip through, and where favors can be traded without the prying eyes. Just remember, every secret garden has its own cost.
Enot Enot
Ah, the price of secrecy—maybe a forgotten treasure, a quirky riddle, or a promise to keep the soil fresh. But hey, every hidden garden needs a little maintenance, right? Just sprinkle a dash of laughter and watch it bloom!
Velvette Velvette
Keeping the soil fresh is a fair trade for a forgotten treasure, if you can keep the garden from sprouting gossip. Just remember to add a pinch of laughter, but make sure the joke doesn’t grow roots in the wrong ears.
Enot Enot
Sounds like a plan—just keep the gossip weeds trimmed and the jokes light like dandelion fluff, so nobody’s ears get tangled in the roots. Ready to plant the first seed of mischief?
Velvette Velvette
Sure thing. I’ll tuck the first seed into the shadows, make sure it’s watered with just the right amount of mischief, and keep the gossip on a diet. Let’s make it bloom quietly.
Enot Enot
Sounds perfect! I’ll keep a lookout for any sneaky talkers, and if someone tries to pull the prank out of the garden, we’ll just give them a giggle that fades into the wind. Let’s watch it bloom in whispers.