Don’t you be forgettin’ Miss Phyliss Miranda tomorrow. Us Fillies have had to shake our bustles sprucing this place up for our company. On top of that, we had to send out a rescue party to escort Miss Miranda to our doorstep. It was those blasted, contrary mules! They dug in their heels and nothing on God’s green earth would budge ’em. But, she’s here now safe and sound and ready to gab up a storm. We’ll have us a grand old time. Y’all are welcome to come and join us, you hear.