(A candid conversation between a Certain Lazy Witch and a Certain Hardworking Composer)
Witch: "... Tee-hee. Oh, Chop-Chooooooop. Yoo-hoooo! Why don't you come over? I'm the in the mood to cuddle, and then some ."
Composer: "Sorry Penny. I'm busy. You can go and play outside. I'll call you when dinner is ready."
Witch: "F-Frederic Chopin, I'm not a tiny brat! I am a d*mn hot Witch from Britain! How does my existence not want you to do wild stuff with me!?"
Composer: "I'm in a middle of a composition. I want to write it all down before I forget."
Witch: "Excuses. You just want to fool around with your wife more."
Composer: "... Jolly is not my wife. She is my piano."
Witch: "PLAY WITH ME! PLAY WITH ME! PLAY WITH MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! "