Poppy:
[after Harriet and Poppy fight and seeing Freddie drive off, taunting Harriet about her crush on Freddie]
Ooh! Do you love Fredster? Do you wanna kiss Fredster on the lips?
Harriet:
[scoffs]
Don't be so immature!
Poppy:
Don't try to hide it, honey!
[noticing Harriet's sweaty lip]
Poppy:
We've got ourselves a SULA! Sweaty... Upper-Lip Alert!
[the girls giggle as Harriet whimpers and runs away]
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