Standing as still as she could, which wasn't much of a problem for Daphne. Her character itself was normally stiff, so it wasn't like she was veering much from her true self. "Do you think you can..." she reached out and wiped a bit of butter grease from her thighs with the back of her hand. "It's dripping everywhere."

Then Willie Crocker started talking and Miss Hopton really really wished Garret was around to help her control his crazy brother. "No. I didn't have fun at all," she replied instantly then wished she had bit her tongue. Plymouth was kind enough to take her out on a date, and was currently cleaning up and she was being rather rude and ungrateful and...She sighed, biting her lower lip. "It was...interesting though. New experiences are always good."

Turning around she glanced down at her now clean dress. Sighing in relief, she reached out and ruffled, Plymouth's hair. "You're the best, Plymouth Morgan."