"Linda! Karyn!?" Jon called out. "We're home!" As Jon expected Linda didn't appear but Karyn came out of the living room. Her jaw dropped when she saw Jon and Zoe.
"What the hell...?" Karyn exclaimed.
"What sort of language is that?" Jon said, sternly.
"But...your clothes...your hair," she said.
"Oh...is that some sort of teenage slang, like bad is good?" Jon said, sounding like a befuddled adult.
Karyn froze, not sure what to do. It looked like whatever this was was getting worse. She had to do something.
