As Jon was thinking, Zoe walked downstairs. She wore an outfit consisting of a pink T-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of worn sneakers.
"Mom, I'm going to the mall."
Their mom looked up from her book. "What for?" She asked. "Your not going to blow your allowance on more pink shirts are you?" She added, archly.
"No, mom. I'm just going to hang out with my friends for a bit."
"Ok, sweetie," Jon's mom said, smiling. "Just remember what we talked about. No impulse buying."
"I'm turning over a new leaf, Mom. It's just hanging out."
She looked up from her mother to Jon, who walked into the room holding a bag of chips and a Mountain Dew can, frowning. "How come Jon gets to eat before dinner and I can't?"
"Jon's a growing boy, Zoe. Do you want to being a growing girl?"
"No, I guess not," Zoe said. "it's just annoying that you let him and you scold me when I do it. Even when I was a 'growing girl', you still wouldn't let me. Double standard much?"
"But you don't want any," Jon said. "You want to watch your figure."
"Of course, I don't want any. I'm really trying to lose a little weight here. I'm just commenting on the mom is still living the 50s." She shook her head, then turned back to her mom. "I'm gonna go now. We might be a while."
Then she left the house, leaving Jon alone in the living room with his mom.
