"I don't like your attitude, Gray," Emma snorted.
"I don't care," Jean replied. "That's still not appropriate comments to give a student."
"Just being honest. If she clearly knows what she did wrong, she can change. Sugar-coating isn't doing her any favours."
"Listen, you...."
As they argued, a nearby student's cellphone began to play Girlicious' "Baby Doll" ....
"I'm your baby doll
And I get what I want
'Cause I need it all"
"Look, this isn't about being stern with some kid," Emma said. "You may pretend it is, but is always comes down to Scott. Gawd, you can't get it go."
"The furs and the stones
I'm your baby doll
And that's just what I'm on."
"He obviously is more into me," Emma said. "I mean, who wouldn't be?"
"Yeah?" Jean sneered. "What has he bought you lately?"
"I need that spend a stack
Drop it like a cadillac
Things that bling that
Ring on my finger yeah."
"I'm his baby doll!" Jean said, her voice now a defiant, bimboish shriek. "Daddy Scott buys me lots of prezzies!"
"He'll buy me a bigger one!" Emma yelled. "He's gonna give me bling, bitch!"
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