
If you ever see April on the feeds or Showtime, there's no reason not to mute. Just refer back to this post, as this is EVERY conversation that she has with Ollie (outside of demanding where Ollie deposits some bodily fluids):
April: OMG, can you believe Keesha is such a bitch?
Ollie: Mmmm-hmmmm.
April: I've been nothing but sweet to that bitch. I don't deserve to be treated this way.
Ollie: I know, April.
April: She's friends with Memphis just to piss me off. He shouldn't be here. He already won a three million dollar car.
Ollie: Mmm-hmmmm.
April: I'm tired of being stabbed in the back by everybody. I swear I'm the most caring person in this house.
Ollie: You are, April.
April: I bet Keesha has never had to work a day in her pathetic life. You know I work at least an hour a day, and it's sooooooo hard.
Ollie: Mmmm-hmmm.
April: I've never said anything bad about anybody in this house, especially that stupid bitch and those other pathetic morons.
Ollie: I know, April.
April: Even Jerry. Yesterday, I saw him say hi to her. Talk about a slap to my face.
Ollie: Yep.
April: Even you, Ollie. I see the way you look at her when her fat ass is hanging out of her bikini. God, it's just pathetic the way she struts her body around here. At least I wear classy heels.
Ollie: I'm sorry, baby.
April: And why the fuck were you flirting with that cow Janelle? Sometimes you disgust me.
Ollie: It's not my fault she was talking to me. I'm sorry.
April: And then Libra wasn't even thankful that I made her a birthday cake. She knows I hate her, but I'm so wonderful that I set that aside and tried to give her a special treat.
Ollie: You did, April.
April: I've had it harder in this house than anybody. It's so hard to save everybody every single week, and then they treat me like that?
Ollie: They're just jealous of you, April.
April: America knows how wonderful I am. They know that I'm a beautiful, caring person who puts everybody's happiness before my own. Do you think CBS will air our wedding?
Ollie: Mmm-hmmm...wait a second!
April: Can you imagine how perfect it will be?
Ollie: What did you just say?
April: Are you ready for bed?
Ollie: Yeah, let's go.