Oh, my dear mother...you won't leave me alone...please delay my wedding. Do it because of Tybalt's death...
Young lady...don't you dare even talk to me...as you please...I'm tired of dealing with you...
Oooh my great nurse friend, what am I going to do now... how can I stop this... give me some advice, help me... why does destiny have to be like this with me?
OMG what did you said????
do you really believe that...
Well, thank you very much for your support... go and tell my mom that I'm leaving... I'm going to see Friar Lawrence to confess to him...
Young lady, consider the following...Romeo disappeared, and I don't think he'll come back...the best thing is that you marry that perfect man Paris...Romeo is a leech compared to him...
Welll......
That damned old lady... what a fake friend... after helping me so many times to see Romeo... I get this answer.... incredible...from now on I'm not going to trust her like I did before.... I better go see myself with the friar to see what solution it gives me.