All these girls were so FAKE. The bunch of them were phonies, always coming into her sanctuary to pretty themselves up. PUH-LEASE.

Myrtle was up in the rafters, watching the two students down below. Naturally, she was annoyed that they were there, only to look at themselves with her mirrors. They didn't even realize she was there and say hello. That certainly wasn't NICE at all now, was it?

"If only she didn't have to CAKE HER FACE every day to look soooooooooooo nice."

Oops. Did she say that out loud?

Oh, yes, she most certainly did. And on purpose too.