And a pencil! I won't be fooled by you guys and your stupid rules and shit.

[She crosses her arms and taps one foot impatiently against the ground. Wow she's smart. What's the point of an awesome diary if she can't write in it??]

I want it in my hut by the time I get back tonight, just like what you did with the clothes.

Anyway I know why you guys would want someone cool like me in your stupid game, but what's with the prissy aristocrat?

[She means Austria.]