[She tries to find the source of the suds, walking into the kitchen towards the washer, still kind of half-amazed, half-freaked by all the bubbles.]
Golly, what a mess! I wonder if the washer down here is busted...? I hope not or they'll probably want to use the one on the second floo-OH!
[It would seem that in the midst of griping, Pilouette has made an important discovery: saddle shoes do not offer good traction, especially when one is standing on soap bubbles. With a squeal, she slips and lands flat on her butt.]
[Action]
Golly, what a mess! I wonder if the washer down here is busted...? I hope not or they'll probably want to use the one on the second floo-OH!
[It would seem that in the midst of griping, Pilouette has made an important discovery: saddle shoes do not offer good traction, especially when one is standing on soap bubbles. With a squeal, she slips and lands flat on her butt.]