Call her family up.

Meanwhile Lauren stepped up onto a raised stage set up for tonight. She clinked a spoon to her champagne glass, getting everyone's attention. Then she stepped to a microphone.

"Hello, you generous and lovely people!" Lauren gushed, though inwardly she cared nothing for this charity, and viewed it as a requisite duty. She couldn't even remember which charity this was for, to be totally honest. "I want to thank you so much for coming tonight, and you're donations to my wonderful grandmother's charities." There was an applause, which Lauren soaked up happily.

"Now, to help welcome all of you, my mother and sister shall join us onstage." She pointed to the pair, standing with the maid in a corner. They were scratching madly, but **** themselves to stop. There was a confused hum, as people noted their disheveled looks and hair, then a strained applause. They started towards the stage, but then a fit of scratching overwhelmed them and both began scratching madly.

Everyone began talking. Why were these pristine women scratching like wild animals?

"Uh, do you guys have fleas or something?" Lauren asked, sending up a chuckle. Vanessa glared up at her, but couldn't stop her hands from scratching. The itching was worst under her clothes....