Lost

Chloe: Hey. Hey! What's happening?

Georgia, sniffing at Chloe: Oh, dear.

Chloe: What? What is it?

Georgia: You'll be fine. It happens sometimes.

Chloe: What? What happens?

Georgia, sniffing at the ground: This.

Chloe: Oh. Oh! Oh....

Georgia: You'll be fine. Now get lost.

Chloe, walking away: I'm going to eat over here. But only because I want to.