"Jon! Like, tell me where my clothes are! Like, oh my god, did I say the word like? What did you do to me?"
"Listen, Zoe. It was just an accident."
"How could this be an accident?!"
Jon's door opened and their mom came in. "Zoe? Is there something wrong? Why are you yelling?"
"Did you see what Jon did to me and my bedroom?"
"No. What?"
"He turned me into a ditzy girly-girl."
"What?" But it wasn't a shocked "what", but more of a confused "what". "Zoe, dear, you're always like that."
"Huh?" Is Mom in on the joke, too? Zoe thought.
