Mary: Hey! What do you think you're playing at? Where's your blazer?
Erin: I've decided to put my own spin on the uniform this year.
Mary: I'll spin you across that floor. Get your blazer on.
Erin: Look, Mammy. I'm not a clone. I should be allowed to express my individuality. I'm sorry, I'm not wearing my blazer. End of story.
Mary: Gerry, pass me the wooden spoon.