“Could you not…”

"Could you not practice that in here? Not the place nor the time, it's way too early for cheering!!" Occasionally his father would get mad, and this was one of them. He looked over to Matthew. "Not sure why you guys can't take this to the part, it's a beautiful day. And your sneakers are going to ruin the carpet!"

"S-O-RR-Y! Sorry Sir, I apologize! I'mmmmmm Sorry!" Estefania tried her hardest to keep her tone down, but couldn't get down to a normal volume. She nervously bounced in place shaking her pom poms like she would spring into action at any minute.

Matthew expected her to act like a bubbly young woman, but not stay stuck in that cheerleader persona. It was almost as if she couldn't be anything else.

Ricardo turned to his son. "Look, if I come back and the carpet has marks you're gonna have to pay for the-"

Another flash, and his father was silent. He had to be, it was part of his act now as a mime. His tight black turtle neck looked fresh, and his white pants and suspenders combo complimented it nicely. The funniest part was the white face make up. While still as a mime, he now communicated his disdain for her loudless by plugging his ears and giving the nastiest face to her.

That wouldn't disrupt the rest of his act, however. He proceeded to pretend he was in a box, with the walls closing in.

Without someone to yell at him, literally, the cheerleader began her routine up again.

"Go Team! Ram on through, even this mime is counting on you!" She then looked to Matthew. "Okay, now I need everyone to join in, when I say D you say- Say, is that something I see behind your ear?"

Once again Estefania found herself with a full change of her outfit. Now clad in something a Vegas Magician would wear she seemed much more in control. She had a sly look in her eye as she sauntered over with her shiny blue heels. They were at the bottom of her nicely toned legs in black patterned nylons leading up to french cut briefs. A tight white shirt with a bow tie and cape over her back was added, along with even a top hat. She came to Matthew and pulled out a quarter, winking at him and handing it over.

"And for my next trick, a classic, a rabbit out of my hat!" She said as she pulled out an actual rabbit from the large top hat. While the mime mimicked clapping Matthew was actually kind of shocked. The rabbit seemed to have materialized out of nowhere. If this thing could conjure things into reality, it could really have unseen consequences. As the rabbit hopped away into the house Matthew thought to himself....