>"MOM!" >"ME!" Luna replies with glee. "What's up Lyrebird!" >"Don't you start!" Lyra's eyes bulge. "WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A CHEAP STRIPPER!?" >"It's just me old pop outfi-" Luna pauses. "Hold the phone, what do you mean 'cheap!?" >"Of course *that's* what-" >"This was fuckin' expensive you know-" >The two take verbal jabs at each other. >Meanwhile Lincoln and a few other kids just watch on in bemusement. >"Did you know Luna was the original Lulu Loud?" Lincoln mentions conversationally. >"Nope." Lupa shrugs. "Kind of surprised Luna can still fit in that stuff." >WHAM. >A dust cloud formed as mother and daughter casually entered a deathmatch over Luna's choice of outfit. >"YOU ARE NOT GOING OUT DRESSED LIKE THAT!" >"YOU'RE NOT MY MOM!"