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Trixie invites Cousin Rocket to her tea party at her house.

[birds chirping]
Cousin Rocket and Trixie: [laughing]
Cousin Rocket: Care for a carrot-ginger sandwich?
Trixie: Oh! You remembered to cut off the crusts for me.
Cousin Rocket: Of course I did. I know how you like them.
[pop, pop, pop!]
[poof, poof, poof!]
Trixie: You really do make the best finger foods.
Trixie's hoof: [high-pitched burp]
Trixie: What do you say?
Trixie's hoof: [high-pitched] Excuse me.
Trixie: [scoffs] I really can't take them anywhere.
Cousin Rocket: [giggles]
[splat!]
Trixie: Can I trouble you for another sugarcube?
Cousin Rocket: Oh, no. I'm so sorry, but I seem to be out.
Trixie: Well, I can just pop us in some more.
Cousin Rocket: Oh, that's all right. I need to go to the market anyway. I have to restock my pantry for our tea party next week.
Trixie: Oh. I never realized how much work you put into hosting these tea parties.
[fluttery music]
Cousin Rocket: Oh, it's really not that much.
Trixie: No, no, no, no, no! I've been taking advantage of your hospitality for far too long. It's high time I do something about it. What to do, what to do...
Trixie 2: Why don't you host the next tea party?
Trixie: I've got it! Why don't I host the next tea party at my place?
Trixie 2: Hey, that's my idea.
Trixie: [zaps magic]
Trixie 2: Why didn't I see that coming?
[whistle!]
[pop!]

(Little Einsteins theme)

Trixie: So, Rocket. Mmmm! What do you think of my brilliant, genius, amazing idea of having the next tea party at my place? [snaps fingers]
[faucet running]
Cousin Rocket: Are you sure? I wouldn't want you to go through any trouble.
Trixie: You? Trouble? Never! I insist!
[sheep baaing]
Cousin Rocket: Then count me in. I'm already looking forward to it.
Trixie: Me, too! I'm so excited! I can't wait! No, really, I can't! How about we have the tea party tomorrow afternoon?
Cousin Rocket: Sounds good to me. You know, Trixie, I've never been to your house before.
Trixie: Well, that's okay, because I've never hosted a tea party before.
[boom!]
Trixie: Oh! I've never hosted a tea party before! So much to do! [sips tea] Thank you so much for the tea and nibblies, but I really must be going!
Cousin Rocket: Uh, Trixie? Before you go, would you mind helping me tidy up?
[poof!]
Trixie: There you go. Back to normal, just the way you like it. See you tomorrow!
[poof!]
[poof!]
Trixie: I can't wait!
[poof!]
Cousin Rocket: [giggles]

[poof!]
Trixie: Okay. Since Cousin Rocket always goes out of her way to host the perfect tea party for me, how do I make my tea party for her even more perfect?
Mable: I'm sorry, dearie. Were you talking to me?
Trixie: Actually, madam, I'm talking to myself.
Trixie 2: Well, I'm not talking to you!
Trixie: It's for Rocket!
Trixie 2: Oh, all right. No more holes, though. You have to knock this tea party out of the park for her. She was our first friend, after all.
Trixie: You don't have to tell me that. She gave us a chance when no others would.
Trixie 2: She makes us want to be a better draconequus. Rocket deserves the best of everything.
Trixie: Of course! I should get her the best of everything. Why didn't I think of that? ...Well? Are you going to answer me or not?
Mable: Me? Uh, I thought you were talking to...
Trixie: No time! I'm off to prepare a tea party worthy of Rocket!
[jetpack engine whirring]
[poof!]

[poof!]
Trixie: Excuse me. Is this where Rocket usually buys her tea?
Tasha: Why, yes, it is.
Trixie: Oh, wonderful! I'll be enjoying her company tomorrow, so I will be needing your very best tea, please. Something especially special.
Tasha: I'm sure Rocket would enjoy some of our green tea.
Trixie: [chuckling] Oh, interesting. Does it make you beautiful or turn you green?
Tasha: Uh... neither? It just tastes good.
Trixie: How boring. Pass. Hold on! Ginseng tea! Now that sounds promising. What does it sing? I'm partial to something upbeat and jazzy.
Tasha: Again, it's just tasty like all of our tea here.
Trixie: So... all of this is just tea you simply drink?
Tasha: Uh-huh.
Trixie: Ohhhh, it seems that I got here just in time.
[tea bags singing]
Trixie: [laughs] Singing ginseng! I'll take it!
Tasha: Are you sure you're friends with Rocket? You seem so very different from her.
Trixie: Well, of course we're friends! She gets me, and you obviously do not! [imitating Tasha] "Are you sure you're friends with Rocket?" [scoffs] The very nerve!
[poof!]
[poof!]
Trixie: I'm sorry. Do you validate?

[poof!]
Trixie: Hello!
Barry: [yelps] Uh, can I help you find something?
Trixie: Yes, you can. Your finest tea set, please. I want only the best for my friend Rocket.
Barry: Uh... you're friends with Rocket?
Trixie: Yes... judgy... clerk! Why is it such a surprise? Sure, she's on the quieter side, and I'm a bit, well, more showy. But I'll have you know we're besties. And that's why I need the [echoing] best tea set!
Barry: Uh, perhaps then you'd be interested in our classic tea-for-two set.
[tea pouring]
Trixie: A teapot that just pours tea? How positively dreadful!
Barry: But that's all teapots are supposed to do.
Trixie: Not anymore! [snaps fingers] Much better! Don't wrap it. I'll walk it home. [snaps fingers]
[bits jingle]

Trixie: Now, let's see. I have the perfect tea and the perfect tea service. What else do I need for the perfect tea party? Oh! Decorations, of course!

Trixie: Good... but not nearly good enough for Rocket.
[poof!]
Piñata: [sneezes]
[volcano rumbling]
Trixie: [chuckles] Better. Oh! I'll need napkins. I'll simply make them... ah, well, I could... or... No. I've got nothing. How do I make these better? What should I do? Make them... [gasps] Make them glow! Oh, that's not good enough for Rocket. Should I make them fly? Glow, fly, and [chuckles] and fold! Glow, fly, fold into fun shapes, perhaps?
Annie: Uh, Trixie? Are you okay?
Trixie: Annie! Just the girl I need. As the party hal and Rocket's close – but not best – friend, I need your advice. I'm hosting a tea party for her, and it has to be perfect. No! It has to be even better than perfect!
Annie: Oh, Trixie. You're waaaaaay overthinking things. All you have to do is make Rocket feel comfortable. It should be pretty easy for you. You know her so well!
[ding!]
Trixie: And that's why you're the expert. Thank you, Annie. I feel so much better now.
Annie: Eh, it's what I do.
[shopping cart wheeling away]
[bits jingle]
Annie: [to Tico] Excuse me! Where can I find the glowing, flying, self-folding napkins?

[poof!]
Trixie: Make Rocket feel comfortable, make Rocket feel comfortable, comfortable, comfortable... Well, I mean, that shouldn't be a problem.
[whimsical music]
[lava bubbling]
[teapot clanking]
Piñata: [sneezes]
[tea bags singing]
Trixie: Oh, dear. That might be a problem.

[tea bags singing]
Trixie: Maybe it's not as bad as I think. Maybe Rocket would be comfortable having a tea party here.
Piñata: [sneezes]
[splash!]
Trixie: Maybe I just need another set of eyes on this. What do you think?
[poof!]
Trixie 2: [gasps deeply]
Trixie: That bad?
Trixie 2: No, worse! Rocket would never be comfortable here! What have you done?!
Trixie: I was trying to make the tea party different and special like me. But all I did was make it chaotic and weird... like me. What if those folks at the tea shop and the china shop were right? What if Rocket sees how crazy this place is and realizes how different we are? And then doesn't want to be friends anymore?! [hyperventilating]
Trixie 2: Relax! We can fix this. Time to call in the team.
[door opens]
Trixie 2: Okay, chief. What's the plan?
Trixie: What to do, what to do, what to do... Oh!
[bonk, bonk, bonk, bonk, bonk!]
Trixie: Got it! We know Rocket, and we know what she likes. First of all, we need to get rid of all the new stuff.
Trixie 2: You heard her! Strike the new stuff!
[poof!]
[vacuum whirring]
[poof!]
[jar clinking]
[smack!]
[boing]
[poof!]
Piñata: Bleh!
Trixie 3: Piñatas hate bats.
[tea bags singing]
[tea bag yelps]
Trixie: Enjoy your all-expense-paid trip around Earth!
[poof!]
Trixie: Well done, everyone, but there's still more work to do.
Other Trixie: [grumbling]
Trixie: We need to make this place more Rocket and less, well, me.
[poof!]
Trixie: One thing I know about my dear friend is that she loves comfy chairs. But not on the ceiling. [snaps fingers]
[poof!]
Trixie: And I'm almost certain she likes stairs...
[poof!]
Trixie: ...that lead somewhere.
[poof!]
[stretch, whip!]
Trixie: And although we've never discussed it, I'm pretty sure Rocket likes gravity. [snaps fingers]
[crash!]
Trixie: Okay, fellas! This is a good start, but stand back. Let me show you how it's done. We just need some of this.
[poof!]
Trixie: And a little of that.
[poof!]
[poof!]
Other Trixie: [sounds of awe]
Trixie: And a whole lot of those!
[poof!]
[poof!]
[poof!]
Trixie: Phew!
[fan whirring]
Trixie 2: How boring. I mean, normal.
Trixie: Thank you!
Trixie 2: Good job. The window treatments are perfectly unexceptional.
Trixie: But we're not done yet.
Trixie 2: You don't mean...
Trixie: Oh I mean.
All Trixies: Makeover!

[dance music]
Trixie 2: Hating it. Hating it. Hating it. Hating... how much I love it!
[scissors snipping]
[whip!]
[whip!]
[bees buzzing]
Trixie: [screams]
Trixie: Okay, let's give these conversation cards a whirl. [clears throat, reading] "It is very nice to see you today." "Have you read any good books lately?" "Your garden looks positively lovely."

All Trixies: [cheering]
[poof!]
Trixie: Huh. Quite strange. For the first time in my life, I don't feel quite strange. In fact, I feel... completely normal. Everything is finally perfect for Rocket.
[clock chiming]
Trixie: And just in time.
[poof!]
Cousin Rocket: Trixie! I'm so excited to finally see where you live!
Trixie: G-Greetings, friend. Please do come in.
Cousin Rocket: I can't wait to see how... uh... Oh.
[clock ticking]
Trixie: Is something amiss?
Cousin Rocket: Um, no, no, not at all. It's just not what I expected. It's quite... lovely.
Trixie: Please have a seat.
Cousin Rocket: Where is it?
Trixie: Right here.
Cousin Rocket: Oh.
Trixie: I think you'll be quite pleased with the green tea I've selected for us today.
Cousin Rocket: Oooh! Does it actually turn us green? Is it really envious of the other teas? What's it do, what's it do?!
Trixie: Uh, well, it tastes delicious.
Cousin Rocket: Oh... Okay.
Trixie: What particularly nice weather we're having.
Cousin Rocket: Yes... Yes, we are.
Trixie: [sips tea] It did rain the other day, however.
Cousin Rocket: Uh-huh...
Trixie: But the weather today is particularly nice. ...As I previously mentioned. Would you care for some milk toast?
Cousin Rocket: Uh, Trixie, you don't seem to be yourself today. Are you feeling all right?
Trixie: Whatever do you mean?
Cousin Rocket: Well, it's just... what you're wearing. And also what you're saying. And also the way you're saying it. And, um, pretty much everything else.
Trixie: Oh, dear Rocket, worry not. I can assure you that for the first time, I'm feeling perfectly normal. Now, let me top you off.
[clatter!]
Trixie: Oops! Butterfingers! How embarrassing.
[fizzle]
Cousin Rocket: Uh, what's going on?
Trixie: I have... no idea.
Cousin Rocket: [gasps] Trixie! You're starting to fade away!
Trixie: Oh, you don't say... Have you read any good books lately? [chuckles nervously]

Trixie: Huh. Have you tried the scones? They're positively delectable. The secret is in the extra butter.
Cousin Rocket: What is wrong with you?! You're acting so normal, which is not so normal for you!
Trixie: Well, whatever do you mean? This is just me being me.
Cousin Rocket: No, it's not! It's you being like everyone else!
Trixie: [gasps]
[clatter]
[fizzle]
Cousin Rocket: Eeeek! The more you do it, the more you fade away! Of course! You're a unicorn of pure chaos! Being normal is destroying you!
Trixie: [laughs] How interesting. That reminds me of something I heard at the market today.
[fizzle]
Cousin Rocket: Stop it! Please! You need to go back to being your not-normal normal self! Quick, Trixie! Uh, do something chaotic before it's too late! Please!
Trixie: Do something chaotic? I'll try...
[squeak]
Trixie: Ohhhh, that's not good...
Cousin Rocket: [whimpers] Then I guess it's up to me. [whimpers] Okay. All right. How about... [whimpering]
[clatter]
Cousin Rocket: Oh, no! I tipped over that cup! That's pretty chaotic, right?
Trixie: [yawns]
Cousin Rocket: [whimpers] What if I... [chomping, mouth full] Oh, my! Talking with food in my mouth after taking a bite from every sandwich! [gulps] How wacky! Doing anything for ya?
[fizzle]
Cousin Rocket: [whimpers] Okay. Hmm. Maybe I need to start thinking like you. Ohhh... What would Trixie do? Well, I guess he'd probably make another version of himself to bounce ideas off of.
[clatter]
Cousin Rocket: But one wouldn't be enough. He'd need more! Way more!
[zipping]
Cousin Rocket: [to her reflections] Hey there, Rockets! Any ideas on how to Trixie up this tea party? [higher-pitched] Hi, Rocket! Thanks for asking! First of all, you gotta redecorate this place. I mean, this is where Trixie lives! And you're telling me there aren't any stairs that lead to nowhere? [speaking normally] On it!
[zipping]
[crash]
Cousin Rocket: Better... but it still needs something. Now, that's more like it!
[shimmer]
Cousin Rocket: [gasps] It's working! Okay, what else? Furniture on the ground? So predictable! Let's put them where they don't belong!
[hammering, zip!, hammering]
[shimmer]
Cousin Rocket: And he'd have a chaise lounge that would actually chase you! Because he's funny like that! Bet you can't catch me!
Trixie: [chuckles lightly, gasps, laughs loudly]
[chaise lounge panting]
Cousin Rocket: Oh! And Trixie would have a special kind of tea! Like a ginseng that could really sing!
Trixie: I would. I-I would!
[poof!]
[tea bags singing]
Cousin Rocket: And she'd serve it on a floating table! We never talked about it, but I'm pretty sure Trixie hates gravity!
Trixie: I do! Who wants to be tethered to the ground when you can do this?
Cousin Rocket: [laughs] Now this is exactly what I was hoping for!
Trixie: This is what you were hoping for? But this is the complete opposite of your tea parties.
Cousin Rocket: I wouldn't expect you to throw a tea party the way I would. We're different!
Trixie: I know. I was afraid that if you saw exactly how different we are, you wouldn't want to be friends anymore.
Cousin Rocket: What?! Why would you ever think that?
Trixie: Because you and I don't make sense to anyone else.
Cousin Rocket: That may be true, but we make sense to me. I never would've thought to make singing ginseng before I met you. But you've opened me up to so many more possibilities and impossibilities. So I guess what I'm trying to say is I like you because you're so different from me.
Trixie: You do?
Cousin Rocket: Of course I do, silly! Besides, what's Trixie without a little chaos?
Trixie: [chuckling] Well! In that case, I certainly don't need to be wearing this.
[rip!]
Trixie: Oops! [laughs] I forgot that I still had this on!
[poof!]
Cousin Rocket: [giggling] Now, about that tea party...

Cousin Rocket: You know, your garden really is looking lovely.
Trixie: Why, thank you for noticing. I also couldn't help but notice that you need a refill.
[tea pouring]
Piñata: [sneezes]
Cousin Rocket: Gesundheit.
Trixie: It really is nice having you here.
Cousin Rocket: I'm happy to be here. And I really do like your place. Because it's so you.
Trixie: Why, thank you, Cousin Rocket.
Cousin Rocket: Now, how about we try some of those delicious-looking sandwiches?
[poof!]
Trixie: [chuckles] You read my mind!
Cousin Rocket: [giggling]
[tea bags singing]
Cousin Rocket and Trixie: [laughing]

Description
Trixie invites Cousin Rocket to her tea party at her house.

[birds chirping]
Cousin Rocket and Trixie: [laughing]
Cousin Rocket: Care for a carrot-ginger sandwich?
Trixie: Oh! You remembered to cut off the crusts for me.
Cousin Rocket: Of course I did. I know how you like them.
[pop, pop, pop!]
[poof, poof, poof!]
Trixie: You really do make the best finger foods.
Trixie's hoof: [high-pitched burp]
Trixie: What do you say?
Trixie's hoof: [high-pitched] Excuse me.
Trixie: [scoffs] I really can't take them anywhere.
Cousin Rocket: [giggles]
[splat!]
Trixie: Can I trouble you for another sugarcube?
Cousin Rocket: Oh, no. I'm so sorry, but I seem to be out.
Trixie: Well, I can just pop us in some more.
Cousin Rocket: Oh, that's all right. I need to go to the market anyway. I have to restock my pantry for our tea party next week.
Trixie: Oh. I never realized how much work you put into hosting these tea parties.
[fluttery music]
Cousin Rocket: Oh, it's really not that much.
Trixie: No, no, no, no, no! I've been taking advantage of your hospitality for far too long. It's high time I do something about it. What to do, what to do...
Trixie 2: Why don't you host the next tea party?
Trixie: I've got it! Why don't I host the next tea party at my place?
Trixie 2: Hey, that's my idea.
Trixie: [zaps magic]
Trixie 2: Why didn't I see that coming?
[whistle!]
[pop!]

(Little Einsteins theme)

Trixie: So, Rocket. Mmmm! What do you think of my brilliant, genius, amazing idea of having the next tea party at my place? [snaps fingers]
[faucet running]
Cousin Rocket: Are you sure? I wouldn't want you to go through any trouble.
Trixie: You? Trouble? Never! I insist!
[sheep baaing]
Cousin Rocket: Then count me in. I'm already looking forward to it.
Trixie: Me, too! I'm so excited! I can't wait! No, really, I can't! How about we have the tea party tomorrow afternoon?
Cousin Rocket: Sounds good to me. You know, Trixie, I've never been to your house before.
Trixie: Well, that's okay, because I've never hosted a tea party before.
[boom!]
Trixie: Oh! I've never hosted a tea party before! So much to do! [sips tea] Thank you so much for the tea and nibblies, but I really must be going!
Cousin Rocket: Uh, Trixie? Before you go, would you mind helping me tidy up?
[poof!]
Trixie: There you go. Back to normal, just the way you like it. See you tomorrow!
[poof!]
[poof!]
Trixie: I can't wait!
[poof!]
Cousin Rocket: [giggles]

[poof!]
Trixie: Okay. Since Cousin Rocket always goes out of her way to host the perfect tea party for me, how do I make my tea party for her even more perfect?
Mable: I'm sorry, dearie. Were you talking to me?
Trixie: Actually, madam, I'm talking to myself.
Trixie 2: Well, I'm not talking to you!
Trixie: It's for Rocket!
Trixie 2: Oh, all right. No more holes, though. You have to knock this tea party out of the park for her. She was our first friend, after all.
Trixie: You don't have to tell me that. She gave us a chance when no others would.
Trixie 2: She makes us want to be a better draconequus. Rocket deserves the best of everything.
Trixie: Of course! I should get her the best of everything. Why didn't I think of that? ...Well? Are you going to answer me or not?
Mable: Me? Uh, I thought you were talking to...
Trixie: No time! I'm off to prepare a tea party worthy of Rocket!
[jetpack engine whirring]
[poof!]

[poof!]
Trixie: Excuse me. Is this where Rocket usually buys her tea?
Tasha: Why, yes, it is.
Trixie: Oh, wonderful! I'll be enjoying her company tomorrow, so I will be needing your very best tea, please. Something especially special.
Tasha: I'm sure Rocket would enjoy some of our green tea.
Trixie: [chuckling] Oh, interesting. Does it make you beautiful or turn you green?
Tasha: Uh... neither? It just tastes good.
Trixie: How boring. Pass. Hold on! Ginseng tea! Now that sounds promising. What does it sing? I'm partial to something upbeat and jazzy.
Tasha: Again, it's just tasty like all of our tea here.
Trixie: So... all of this is just tea you simply drink?
Tasha: Uh-huh.
Trixie: Ohhhh, it seems that I got here just in time.
[tea bags singing]
Trixie: [laughs] Singing ginseng! I'll take it!
Tasha: Are you sure you're friends with Rocket? You seem so very different from her.
Trixie: Well, of course we're friends! She gets me, and you obviously do not! [imitating Tasha] "Are you sure you're friends with Rocket?" [scoffs] The very nerve!
[poof!]
[poof!]
Trixie: I'm sorry. Do you validate?

[poof!]
Trixie: Hello!
Barry: [yelps] Uh, can I help you find something?
Trixie: Yes, you can. Your finest tea set, please. I want only the best for my friend Rocket.
Barry: Uh... you're friends with Rocket?
Trixie: Yes... judgy... clerk! Why is it such a surprise? Sure, she's on the quieter side, and I'm a bit, well, more showy. But I'll have you know we're besties. And that's why I need the [echoing] best tea set!
Barry: Uh, perhaps then you'd be interested in our classic tea-for-two set.
[tea pouring]
Trixie: A teapot that just pours tea? How positively dreadful!
Barry: But that's all teapots are supposed to do.
Trixie: Not anymore! [snaps fingers] Much better! Don't wrap it. I'll walk it home. [snaps fingers]
[bits jingle]

Trixie: Now, let's see. I have the perfect tea and the perfect tea service. What else do I need for the perfect tea party? Oh! Decorations, of course!

Trixie: Good... but not nearly good enough for Rocket.
[poof!]
Piñata: [sneezes]
[volcano rumbling]
Trixie: [chuckles] Better. Oh! I'll need napkins. I'll simply make them... ah, well, I could... or... No. I've got nothing. How do I make these better? What should I do? Make them... [gasps] Make them glow! Oh, that's not good enough for Rocket. Should I make them fly? Glow, fly, and [chuckles] and fold! Glow, fly, fold into fun shapes, perhaps?
Annie: Uh, Trixie? Are you okay?
Trixie: Annie! Just the girl I need. As the party hal and Rocket's close – but not best – friend, I need your advice. I'm hosting a tea party for her, and it has to be perfect. No! It has to be even better than perfect!
Annie: Oh, Trixie. You're waaaaaay overthinking things. All you have to do is make Rocket feel comfortable. It should be pretty easy for you. You know her so well!
[ding!]
Trixie: And that's why you're the expert. Thank you, Annie. I feel so much better now.
Annie: Eh, it's what I do.
[shopping cart wheeling away]
[bits jingle]
Annie: [to Tico] Excuse me! Where can I find the glowing, flying, self-folding napkins?

[poof!]
Trixie: Make Rocket feel comfortable, make Rocket feel comfortable, comfortable, comfortable... Well, I mean, that shouldn't be a problem.
[whimsical music]
[lava bubbling]
[teapot clanking]
Piñata: [sneezes]
[tea bags singing]
Trixie: Oh, dear. That might be a problem.

[tea bags singing]
Trixie: Maybe it's not as bad as I think. Maybe Rocket would be comfortable having a tea party here.
Piñata: [sneezes]
[splash!]
Trixie: Maybe I just need another set of eyes on this. What do you think?
[poof!]
Trixie 2: [gasps deeply]
Trixie: That bad?
Trixie 2: No, worse! Rocket would never be comfortable here! What have you done?!
Trixie: I was trying to make the tea party different and special like me. But all I did was make it chaotic and weird... like me. What if those folks at the tea shop and the china shop were right? What if Rocket sees how crazy this place is and realizes how different we are? And then doesn't want to be friends anymore?! [hyperventilating]
Trixie 2: Relax! We can fix this. Time to call in the team.
[door opens]
Trixie 2: Okay, chief. What's the plan?
Trixie: What to do, what to do, what to do... Oh!
[bonk, bonk, bonk, bonk, bonk!]
Trixie: Got it! We know Rocket, and we know what she likes. First of all, we need to get rid of all the new stuff.
Trixie 2: You heard her! Strike the new stuff!
[poof!]
[vacuum whirring]
[poof!]
[jar clinking]
[smack!]
[boing]
[poof!]
Piñata: Bleh!
Trixie 3: Piñatas hate bats.
[tea bags singing]
[tea bag yelps]
Trixie: Enjoy your all-expense-paid trip around Earth!
[poof!]
Trixie: Well done, everyone, but there's still more work to do.
Other Trixie: [grumbling]
Trixie: We need to make this place more Rocket and less, well, me.
[poof!]
Trixie: One thing I know about my dear friend is that she loves comfy chairs. But not on the ceiling. [snaps fingers]
[poof!]
Trixie: And I'm almost certain she likes stairs...
[poof!]
Trixie: ...that lead somewhere.
[poof!]
[stretch, whip!]
Trixie: And although we've never discussed it, I'm pretty sure Rocket likes gravity. [snaps fingers]
[crash!]
Trixie: Okay, fellas! This is a good start, but stand back. Let me show you how it's done. We just need some of this.
[poof!]
Trixie: And a little of that.
[poof!]
[poof!]
Other Trixie: [sounds of awe]
Trixie: And a whole lot of those!
[poof!]
[poof!]
[poof!]
Trixie: Phew!
[fan whirring]
Trixie 2: How boring. I mean, normal.
Trixie: Thank you!
Trixie 2: Good job. The window treatments are perfectly unexceptional.
Trixie: But we're not done yet.
Trixie 2: You don't mean...
Trixie: Oh I mean.
All Trixies: Makeover!

[dance music]
Trixie 2: Hating it. Hating it. Hating it. Hating... how much I love it!
[scissors snipping]
[whip!]
[whip!]
[bees buzzing]
Trixie: [screams]
Trixie: Okay, let's give these conversation cards a whirl. [clears throat, reading] "It is very nice to see you today." "Have you read any good books lately?" "Your garden looks positively lovely."

All Trixies: [cheering]
[poof!]
Trixie: Huh. Quite strange. For the first time in my life, I don't feel quite strange. In fact, I feel... completely normal. Everything is finally perfect for Rocket.
[clock chiming]
Trixie: And just in time.
[poof!]
Cousin Rocket: Trixie! I'm so excited to finally see where you live!
Trixie: G-Greetings, friend. Please do come in.
Cousin Rocket: I can't wait to see how... uh... Oh.
[clock ticking]
Trixie: Is something amiss?
Cousin Rocket: Um, no, no, not at all. It's just not what I expected. It's quite... lovely.
Trixie: Please have a seat.
Cousin Rocket: Where is it?
Trixie: Right here.
Cousin Rocket: Oh.
Trixie: I think you'll be quite pleased with the green tea I've selected for us today.
Cousin Rocket: Oooh! Does it actually turn us green? Is it really envious of the other teas? What's it do, what's it do?!
Trixie: Uh, well, it tastes delicious.
Cousin Rocket: Oh... Okay.
Trixie: What particularly nice weather we're having.
Cousin Rocket: Yes... Yes, we are.
Trixie: [sips tea] It did rain the other day, however.
Cousin Rocket: Uh-huh...
Trixie: But the weather today is particularly nice. ...As I previously mentioned. Would you care for some milk toast?
Cousin Rocket: Uh, Trixie, you don't seem to be yourself today. Are you feeling all right?
Trixie: Whatever do you mean?
Cousin Rocket: Well, it's just... what you're wearing. And also what you're saying. And also the way you're saying it. And, um, pretty much everything else.
Trixie: Oh, dear Rocket, worry not. I can assure you that for the first time, I'm feeling perfectly normal. Now, let me top you off.
[clatter!]
Trixie: Oops! Butterfingers! How embarrassing.
[fizzle]
Cousin Rocket: Uh, what's going on?
Trixie: I have... no idea.
Cousin Rocket: [gasps] Trixie! You're starting to fade away!
Trixie: Oh, you don't say... Have you read any good books lately? [chuckles nervously]

Trixie: Huh. Have you tried the scones? They're positively delectable. The secret is in the extra butter.
Cousin Rocket: What is wrong with you?! You're acting so normal, which is not so normal for you!
Trixie: Well, whatever do you mean? This is just me being me.
Cousin Rocket: No, it's not! It's you being like everyone else!
Trixie: [gasps]
[clatter]
[fizzle]
Cousin Rocket: Eeeek! The more you do it, the more you fade away! Of course! You're a unicorn of pure chaos! Being normal is destroying you!
Trixie: [laughs] How interesting. That reminds me of something I heard at the market today.
[fizzle]
Cousin Rocket: Stop it! Please! You need to go back to being your not-normal normal self! Quick, Trixie! Uh, do something chaotic before it's too late! Please!
Trixie: Do something chaotic? I'll try...
[squeak]
Trixie: Ohhhh, that's not good...
Cousin Rocket: [whimpers] Then I guess it's up to me. [whimpers] Okay. All right. How about... [whimpering]
[clatter]
Cousin Rocket: Oh, no! I tipped over that cup! That's pretty chaotic, right?
Trixie: [yawns]
Cousin Rocket: [whimpers] What if I... [chomping, mouth full] Oh, my! Talking with food in my mouth after taking a bite from every sandwich! [gulps] How wacky! Doing anything for ya?
[fizzle]
Cousin Rocket: [whimpers] Okay. Hmm. Maybe I need to start thinking like you. Ohhh... What would Trixie do? Well, I guess he'd probably make another version of himself to bounce ideas off of.
[clatter]
Cousin Rocket: But one wouldn't be enough. He'd need more! Way more!
[zipping]
Cousin Rocket: [to her reflections] Hey there, Rockets! Any ideas on how to Trixie up this tea party? [higher-pitched] Hi, Rocket! Thanks for asking! First of all, you gotta redecorate this place. I mean, this is where Trixie lives! And you're telling me there aren't any stairs that lead to nowhere? [speaking normally] On it!
[zipping]
[crash]
Cousin Rocket: Better... but it still needs something. Now, that's more like it!
[shimmer]
Cousin Rocket: [gasps] It's working! Okay, what else? Furniture on the ground? So predictable! Let's put them where they don't belong!
[hammering, zip!, hammering]
[shimmer]
Cousin Rocket: And he'd have a chaise lounge that would actually chase you! Because he's funny like that! Bet you can't catch me!
Trixie: [chuckles lightly, gasps, laughs loudly]
[chaise lounge panting]
Cousin Rocket: Oh! And Trixie would have a special kind of tea! Like a ginseng that could really sing!
Trixie: I would. I-I would!
[poof!]
[tea bags singing]
Cousin Rocket: And she'd serve it on a floating table! We never talked about it, but I'm pretty sure Trixie hates gravity!
Trixie: I do! Who wants to be tethered to the ground when you can do this?
Cousin Rocket: [laughs] Now this is exactly what I was hoping for!
Trixie: This is what you were hoping for? But this is the complete opposite of your tea parties.
Cousin Rocket: I wouldn't expect you to throw a tea party the way I would. We're different!
Trixie: I know. I was afraid that if you saw exactly how different we are, you wouldn't want to be friends anymore.
Cousin Rocket: What?! Why would you ever think that?
Trixie: Because you and I don't make sense to anyone else.
Cousin Rocket: That may be true, but we make sense to me. I never would've thought to make singing ginseng before I met you. But you've opened me up to so many more possibilities and impossibilities. So I guess what I'm trying to say is I like you because you're so different from me.
Trixie: You do?
Cousin Rocket: Of course I do, silly! Besides, what's Trixie without a little chaos?
Trixie: [chuckling] Well! In that case, I certainly don't need to be wearing this.
[rip!]
Trixie: Oops! [laughs] I forgot that I still had this on!
[poof!]
Cousin Rocket: [giggling] Now, about that tea party...

Cousin Rocket: You know, your garden really is looking lovely.
Trixie: Why, thank you for noticing. I also couldn't help but notice that you need a refill.
[tea pouring]
Piñata: [sneezes]
Cousin Rocket: Gesundheit.
Trixie: It really is nice having you here.
Cousin Rocket: I'm happy to be here. And I really do like your place. Because it's so you.
Trixie: Why, thank you, Cousin Rocket.
Cousin Rocket: Now, how about we try some of those delicious-looking sandwiches?
[poof!]
Trixie: [chuckles] You read my mind!
Cousin Rocket: [giggling]
[tea bags singing]
Cousin Rocket and Trixie: [laughing]