Ambrosia/Stereotypes

	Silly, dopey, magical little Tinkerbells. Are they even REAL?
	It's a good thing I wear, like, seven crosses.
	They frighten me more than Mormans.
	I don't think they like me very much.
	I want one.
	What they don't know certainly HAS hurt them.
	One must have friends, after all.