Knock on the door

Mother Superior: Who dares interrupt? Perhaps you need to be beaten until you learn to respect your elders! The door is closed, and I am clearly busy.

Layla: Dear Mother, it is I, Sister Layla. I'm sorry to bother you, but I have heard that you are overly agitated this morning. Do you need help with something? Perhaps some pleasant company?

Mother Superior: Do you want to come in, girl? I warn you that, if you do, you will have to stay until the end and witness the punishment that awaits any of you if you do not strictly follow the rules of this convent.

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Mother Superior: Don't tell me you've chickened out already? Come, come. Be a good little girl and come to see the love I have for all of you.

She yelled in a diabolical tone I've never heard before.