"Linda just moved here," Stacy said. "Can I walk home with her?"
Jon looked at her, wondering what game Stacy was up to. "Sure," he said. He needed to figure this out.
Mikey wasn't up to playing along...or didn't realize that was what Jon was trying to do. "Where did these dolls come from?" He asked.
"They're mine..." Stacy said. She pulled the bedspread off the bed and suddenly, the sheets on it were pink.
Jon blinked.
"What are you doing to my room?" Mikey insisted. "You are turning it all girly!"
Stacy gave him an icy stare. "This is my room," she said. A picture on the wall shifted...
