Drusilla Penny, what a name! Are you sure you didn't make it up yourself? You're very pretty, yes you are, but with all the junk you wear it's hard to tell. Man, you must work hard to get your hair to look like that. I don't need a horoscope to tell me where you're at. Your family's probably given up on you since you began to follow groups of long-haired rock'n'rollers. I can hear your mother crying for her daughter. Drusilla Penny, what a girl! Where's the purpose to the crazy life you lead? It doesn't matter, after all, you're so sure that instant love is all you need. I've seen your face at least a thousand times, you're always standing there behind the stages after cancer, waiting for an offer to be with someone after. Drusilla Penny, how's your head? Do you ever wake up lonely in the night? It isn't easy for a girl when she can't decide if love is wrong or right. I hope I live to see it change. Could you ever really love, ever really care, ever really get it together? No, no.