[there's a mechanical sounding whirr. The journal is flipped open, and the video feature turns on. Lilith is reading something. Letters, no doubt. There's a moment -- very brief -- where her expression darkens considerably.
It evens out, goes smooth and placid as water. She addresses the journal now:]
I'm afraid that I will be leaving soon. My father has requested that I--
[suddenly, music starts up, and a voice interrupts Lilith.]
Lilith Dupond is preparing to return home for the Christmas season against her will--
-- I beg your pardon--
--under orders from her domineering father. This situation could be avoided...if she had
a Sassy Gay Friend. [Lilith looks fairly...shellshocked at this point, and the color has drained from her face. Her cheeks flush, however, when she hears the next voice:]
What are you doing?
What.
What.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING.
[Lilith looks ready to speak, but she is interrupted by the trademark Sassy Gay Friend music.]
I--[and she is beginning to regain her composure, but her posture has gone very stiff.] It appears I have been affected by this...[her jaw tightens.] spell.
It appears you've lost your mind! I mean, come on! Get with the times, sister! Newsflash: it's not the 1900s anymore! You have this convenient thing called 'women's rights!' Who does your dad think he i--
[The video is abruptly cut off.]