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Oliva sat on the desk in her Beverly Hills hotel room as she answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Olivia? It's Camila. How do you like the outfit?"

"Oh my god, I love it!" Olivia hopped off the desk and looked at herself in the mirror. She saw herself wearing pink leather hot pants and a blue halter top, not the diaper and bib-shirt she actually was wearing. "I look so fucking cute!"

"Good, now come meet me at the Fern Cafe. It's the new hot spot to meet in Beverly Hills, and it's only five blocks from your hotel."

"I'll be there! Thanks again, Cammie!" Olivia hung up. She slipped on a pair of lace topped white socks and pink and white sneakers. She left her room. As she walked through the hotel lobby, she received some odd looks, and she received more as she strutted down the sidewalk. A throng of paparazzi was gathered outside the cafe hoping to catch a celebrity, but none expected the gold mind that Olivia was about to give them.

Camila Cabello sat on the patio and when she saw Olivia, she winked at the hostess who winked back.

Olivia walked up to the hostess stand. "Is Camilla Cabello here?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Rodrigo, but you can't come in to this...finer diner...dressed like that."

When Olivia heard the words "finer diner," she lost control of her bladder. "Wivvy pee pee in her dipey!" She stamped her feet. "Wivvy need to see her friend."

"Sorry, Miss Rodrigo."

"You're a meanie!" said Olivia. She sat down on the ground in front of the hostess podium, crossed her arms, and pouted.

Camilla came over. "Aww, what's wrong Livia?"

"I need dipey changed, and she's a meanie! Hummph!"

"Come with me, I'll take care of you." She extended her hand to Olivia, and Olivia got up. Camila slowly led Olivia by the throng of cameras and walked her back to the hotel, the paparazzi following behind.