Estella: "... just like Estella!"

I must blog this!

Backdrop: Going home from Popo's house at night. As usual, the moment we turned into the carpark, Estella started praying for a good parking lot (meaning, one that is not all the way up at level 3A or 3B). Finally we got a lot on level 2A. As we were reversing the car, someone caught Estella's attention. It was the parking attendant doing her round to issue parking ticket. Here's what she said...
Estella: Look, the auntie there is carrying a school bag!
[Pause... and she went on...]
Estella: [looking a little smug] Just like Estella!!!