Spectra: Asteria, could you get the sparkly blue fabric for me, please?
Asteria: Sure thing, Asteria!
She went to find it, when she suddenly approached a thread.
Spectra: OH, WATCH OUT!
Asteria: Wha..?-
She would stumble over it, a bucket of water falling down on her.
Asteria: …
Spectra: ..I'm terribly sorry for that darling!
She got a hair dryer — drying her mane as it got poofy. She held back her laughter.
Asteria: I..
Spectra: ..Pfffft-
She would start brushing her mane back to normal, still holding her laughter in.