Try to see who it is.

Not in the mood for another surprise, you decide to see who is at the door. You peek out of the room. You can't see anybody.

Getting down on your hands and knees, you crawl to the edge of the steps. You're aware of how absurd you must look, crawling around in a big puffy diaper, but if you stood up, someone looking up the stairs would see you.

You watch Janet open the door. On the other side stands a well-dressed man about your age.

"Hello Greg." Janet greets him with only slightly more warmth than she shows you. "I assume you heard Amanda was coming back home."

"Yes." Greg says. "I thought I might drop in and catch up. Is she here or am I too early?"

"Just a moment." She sighs then calls up the stairs. "Amanda. Someone is here to see you."

Before you can get back to your room, Amanda steps out of hers and sees you, dressed like a baby and crawling around like one too. "Stephen? What the hell are you doing?"