She ushers Frannie in

"Yeah, Frannie. I'll be right there," Sarah yells to her through the front door as she looks at herself in her cropped tee and thong, and then at you, hiding in the darkened kitchen behind the plant-filled divider. She sees you motioning with your hand for her to open the front door.

Slowly, Sarah pads barefoot across the thick living room carpet, looking as if she is thinking about what to say when she gets to the door.

"Frannie, are you alone?" you hear her ask calmly when she gets to the door.

"Yeah, Sarah," she answers.

You see her open the door far enough to poke her head through. You can just make out what she is saying to her classmate.

"I just laid the baby down for the night and was getting ready for bed," Sarah tells her, as you see the babysitter dart her eyes around to make sure Frannie is alone. "It would be a big help if you did go over our chem labs with me," Sarah tells Frannie from her position behind the door. "My dad just brought over the textbook I forgot," your babysitter tells Frannie. "Do you mind bringing it in with you? I'm not really dressed to step out." You see Sarah point to the book on the porch swing.

"Why, Sarah? Are you nude?" you hear Frannie tease.

"N-No, 'course not," you hear the embarrassed girl stammer.

"Well then, what's the problem?" you hear Frannie ask as she pushes her way inside the door. You start to eyeball the bleached blonde as she stands next to Sarah, but all of a sudden you see her push the babysitter out the open door.

"Well, go get it yourself then!" the mischievous girl tells her as she slams the door on Sarah.

You see Frannie giggling as you hear Sarah cry, "This is not funny, Frannie! Let me in!"