She looked for a minute or two before gasping. "It's almost dinner time! I should dress you up like we're going out somewhere fancy, Jon! Oh... Jon is such a dumb name for a girl. How about... hmm... how about little Sally? Do you like that name, little Sally?" Sally had clearly decided on this name, so he just shrugged and smiled as she walked back carrying what would be his new trappings.
A bright red dress with shoulder straps and a flared-out skirt that would probably come to his mid-thighs was laid on the bed next to him, along with something which Jon hoped wasn't what he thought it was. "I got this with this pretty dress, little Sally!" She grinned, picking him up and slipping the dress on him, then opening a tiny tube of lipstick and applying a red coating to his lips. He took all of this without complaint, because he knew it would do nothing.
Sally looked at him with a critical eye, as if something were wrong with him. Thankfully, she smiled and stood up. "There you go, little Sally!" She giggled. "I love saying that, you have such a cute new name. Well, don't go anywhere without me!" Running out of the room, she left Jon to wonder what the point of dressing him up was if she was just going to leave him in the bed.
A boring twenty minutes later, someone came into the room... but it wasn't Sally.
