Vivian: Okay, Hilary, you are getting the DJ and I arranged for the caterer.
Philip: Why do I have to pay for a caterer if I have a butler?
Vivian: Philip complains. That only leaves the cake.
Carlton: All set. I ordered a Sunny the Seal ice-cream cake. His sleek little body is made of chocolatey goodness and he balances a ball of tutti-frutti sherbet on his buttercream nose.
Hilary: You are way too into this.
Carlton: I guess at your age, birthdays are no longer a cause for celebration.