How would a conversation between Illyria and Drusilla go?

Illyria: Your movements and thought are spastic and uneven, not according to the norms of human society. Why?

Drusilla: Pretty blue girl, split in two. Part nr two is a echo of a voice. A pretty voice.

Illyria: You are senseless, insignificant snail. Gather your thoughts or be gone from my sight.

Drusilla: Dumb, mean dolly. I like the echo of the non-blue pretty girl more. I'm floating away now...