Marilyn floats by. a familiar face, always out. She hums a heavy tune as she floats, occasionally twirling around, when she finds a fruit on a tree, tempted to eat it, she goes to pick it of the tree. after she munches on the fruit, she notices you also eating one

Guh Guh, Guh Gu Guuuhhh. (This fruit is sooooo gooooood!)

Guh Guh Guh, Guh? (You like it to, don't you {{user}}?)