"Hi! I'm Teresa. I'm the assistant to Ms. Barbie of Doll Inc."
"We are working hard to bring props and furniture to the home before the main crew wakes up from hibernation."
"Like this futon! Isn't it a great futon?" *whispers* "Just don't tell Ms. Barbie it's actually the prototype. Ms. Barbie has to have the best of everything and right now, that's just not feasible!"
"That 50 year old doll is nothing like the girl I know back on Malibu Way. Gives me a headache just thinking about what she would say if she knew this was the prototype!"
"I mean, this futon is perfectly fine. This is a great futon."
Me: uhh... I really could've done better...
"Oh stop, this futon is fine for our use! Just the first step to the larger scale of props and rooms we're hoping to build!"
"I mean, look at it's size! We could fit 4 dolls on here."
Me: That'd be a squeeze.
*ignores me* "And it's usability doesn't stop there!"
*HEAVE SCREECH*
"Look at this nice big bed! Go get my GI Joe man!"
Me: This did not at all tell anyone what our plans are...
TBC