Episode/City Folk dialogue

Mabel

 * Sigh...
 * (Player asks "What's wrong?") Ohhh, it's really nothing. Don't worry about it. I just got a letter from someone from my past. It got me thinking about the past, that's all. Really, it's no big deal! Now it's time to get back to work!

Sable

 * Aw... Oh,  . I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to see me like this. I guess it's been so busy lately that the exhaustion is starting to catch up with me, huh? Even Mabel isn't her energetic self these days... Honestly, we have enough in common as it is...

Gracie

 * Oh, sigh...
 * (Player asks "What's wrong?") Oh... What's wrong? Oh, nothing. Nothing at all. Fine, twist my hooves! Everything is going wrong! My life has completely fallen off the catwalk! But someone like you can't possibly understand my problems. It's just that...my customers always ask for fashion advice, but they've got absolutely no style! And that's not all. Even my assistant, Labelle, would say chic was a baby chicken! But, whatever! These are problems you can't understand until you're an A-list fashion icon. So don't you worry, sugar. Just give me and my fabulous problems some space.


 * You again? What now? Listen, I'm having a bit of a bad fur day, honey. Let me spell it out for you. I need to be alone right now!

Labelle

 * Sigh...
 * (Player asks "What's wrong?") ...Oh! I didn't realize that anyone could hear me. Um, it's nothing. Please don't worry about it.

Pelly

 * Sigh...
 * (Player asks "What's wrong?") Hmm... It looks like Mabel has received another letter from an anonymous sender. I wonder who's sending these letters... I know I shouldn't be nosy, but I'm just so curious! Oh, dear! Now I've done it! I'm so sorry,  ! What's wrong with me... When I was mumbling to myself earlier... Did you hear what I was saying? Well, even if you did, please just pretend you didn't!

Tom Nook

 * Hm...
 * (Player asks "What's wrong?") Hm... What to do... I can't believe I saw her over there... Do Sable and Mabel know about this...?
 * ("What's all that?") You know, the OTHER Able sister ... Erp... HWAAH!  ! What the-- What in blazes? Don't startle me like that! Walking in on people when they're busily talking to themselves is a horrible thing to do, hm? Just pretend you didn't hear any of that!
 * ("Whatever.") ...That's not so polite... Hm... I guess there's nothing to do about it now that you've heard, yes? But at the very least, just promise that you won't tell anyone what I was saying! And when I say "anyone" I mean especially SOME people, hm? Like the girls at the tailor shop . Don't breathe a word of this to them! Now, enough of that, hm? I can't blab on all day to you! I have work that needs to get done!

Mabel

 * Hmm...
 * (Player asks "What's wrong?") Well, a faraway relative has been worried about me and constantly sends me little gifts of money. And I know this relative isn't rich or anything, so I usually refuse it. But no matter how many times I refuse, it keeps coming, so I don't know what to do...
 * ("Is it a sibling?") Huh...! Why,  ! How did you know that?! ...Ohh, I know. It must have been Tom Nook ... I can't think of any other way you would have known. Well... You're right, for what it's worth. Between me and my older sister Sable, I have another sister. Her name is Label . Because of various circumstances, we live apart now.
 * ("Why is that?") ...Ohh,  ! You're like a police detective or something! Don't worry about silly little details like those! Now, I need to get back to work!

Tom Nook

 * Hm...
 * (Player asks "What's wrong?") I have to tell you, I regret telling you all that stuff earlier,  . The rumor mill has likely spread the news all the way to Mabel by now...
 * ''("She knows." or "About Labelle?") Ah... I suspected that. And here I thought I could hide from the rumors... You see, because of certain circumstances, Labelle broke off ties with her two sisters, yes? Those three sisters were very close while their parents were still alive... But after their parents passed, Labelle got in a huge fight with Sable . ...And then she left home. After that, Sable grew very depressed and didn't speak for weeks. Little Mabel was still too young to realize what had happened, the poor thing. We heard rumors that Labelle had gone to the city with hopes of becoming a designer... But I never expected to find her where I did...
 * ("Where?" or "Why not?") Oh no, I can't tell you anymore than I already have! If I tell you, , I know you'll try and go meet her! I just know it! So, please let it lie! I don't know anything, and you can't make me talk, hm? I've been blabbing on too long anyhow! Time to get back to work, yes?

Gracie

 * Total sigh...
 * (Player asks "What's the matter?") Sigh... Honey, I told you. It's nothing. Not even a little thing. OK, fine! Everything! It's all so horrible! It isn't easy being the It Girl. For one, my young assistant, Labelle, is a mess. The poor thing lost another contest, and she's been down on herself ever since. If you ask me--and isn't everyone--she's going about it the wrong way, honey. Let's face it. How can you expect to create ferocious runway designs when you doubt your own divaness? It's not like great designers are made overnight. It takes blood, sweat, and imported silk to get there! Why can't the poor girl get that fact through her head?


 * You again? What is it? Listen, I woke up on the wrong side of the catwalk today, honey. Let me make this clear as crystal, sugar. I need some "me" time. Alone!

Labelle

 * Sigh...
 * (Player asks "You don't look well.") ...Oh! I'm sorry. You know how I get. Lately, things just haven't been going so well. And I just start wondering, "What am I doing working here anyway?" See, I had a big fight with my sisters a while ago, and I ended up leaving home. The fight was so bad that I can't even pop in from time to time to see how they are... Whenever I go through hard times now, I always remember my little sister's face. She was so young... ...Oh, dear! I'm so sorry for prattling on like that... If my boss caught me, I'd NEVER hear the end of it. I'm sorry. I hope you'll understand, but I really need to get back to work.