[Marimeia] Me!

[Dorothy] Nonsense. It would be me.

[Marimeia] Hey, I came much closer...

[Dorothy] Close only counts in hand grenades and horseshoes.

[Marimeia] Oh, really?

[Dorothy] Yes really!

[Marimeia] Well, I see more of Relena-nee these days, so it's MUCH more likely to be me.

[Dorothy] You are dead wrong, cousin. Me.

[Marimeia] Me!

[Dorothy] Me!

[Relena] Whatever are you arguing about?

[Dorothy] We're discussing which one of us would be most likely to lose it and blow you to kingdom come.

[Marimeia] I still say it's me.

[Relena] O... kay... {quietly backs away and sidesteps behind Noin}