Lady with all the extra cupcakes, you made me sad AGAIN. You had your other daughter’s party at the studio today, and, once again, begged every parent who came to pick up their kids to take several home with them. Not once did you offer one to me or my staff, and you threw the rest away right in front of us. What’s your deal, lady? You better watch your back, because I’m inclined to rat you out to Santa. I see coal in your future.