Hilda (adoption)

Johanna: how bout her? Hilda: she seems *the gril poinds on the cage* ..mean Johanna: or him? Hilda: to scary Drake: come on man! Johanna: how bout him/her Hilda: hmm, they seem nice, yea, them Worker: ok *kets you put of room* here they are, and read the papers *hands them papers* adios have a good day Hilda and Johanna: have a good one! *walks you to the car*