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"Yeah, it's a weird case," said Greg. "This is...Barbi. She's 19. She has the IQ of 70 and as you can see, no bladder control and a infantile fetish. I was hired to guard her and be her caretaker while her parents are at work. They thought she was mature enough to handle being in public, but obviously not."

Greg turned to his humiliated step-sister. "Barbi, say hello to these nice people."

Meghan did not want to blow her cover. She took the pacifier out. "Hewwo, nice people," she said trying to sound like a toddler but she knew she was blushing as she felt hot.

"Why don't you come over tonight," said Millie. "We're going to watch all of the Scream movies. Scream movie marathon."

"Sounds good," said Greg, "but if you'll excuse us. I have to take Barbi home to her nanny, so she can change her."

"Nanny, so why did they hire you too?" asked Jason.

"Oh, I um...her nanny is also the live-in maid, and she doesn't leave the house." Greg lowered his voice. "Illegal alien."

"Oh, gotcha."

After paying the bill, Greg and Meghan got into her car.