"Are so."
"Are not."
"Are so."
"Are not."
"Are so."
"Are not."
"Are so."
"Are no-"
"Whoa, Esme, Carmen, what's all the fuss about?" Babsie asked.
Esmerelda pointed an accusing finger at Carmen.
"She reckons that Shining Armour are gonna break up."
"Well, they are!" Carmen defended.
"Are not."
"Are s-"
"What makes you think that Carmen?" Babsie cut in.
Carmen shrugged.
"I dunno. No reason. I just know."
Babsie nodded.
"Well, when do you think they're gonna break up?"
"Umm…" Carmen frowned. "Maybe in a years time. Maybe a year and a half."
"Hmm, ok." Babsie thought for a moment. "What's the date today?"
"It's the fourteen of November." Esme answered. "2011."
"Ok then. If Shining Armour have not broken up by the ahh, fourteen of May 2013, then on the fifteenth of May 2013, you can start arguing about it again, how about that?"
The twins giggled.
"I'll even make a note of it in my calendar." Babsie grinned.
"Ok." They said together.
A little later Isaac caught up with her. He had a particular look on her face.
"Well, that's one way to sort out a fight."
Babsie shrugged.
"Do you really think Shining Armour will break up?" He asked.
"Dunno. I haven't heard anything. But hey, you never know."