One of these days, Riley is going to get shoved in that closet with someone gross like Jesse McBride or Stupidface Park, but this streak of pretty ladies just keeps on rolling. She's humming and dancing and tripping over her own feet to get into the closet, not even looking to see how Ursula's feeling about it, because, uh, who doesn't want to make out with Riley?? She's like the greatest???

"Hello there, booboo," she says with a giggle and wobbles all up into Ursula's personal space. Not that there's much space in this closet to begin with.