A Very modern family (english version)

It's Halloween. Dunphy daughters Alex (20) and Haley (23) are getting ready for the evening ahead. As different as the two sisters are, so are their halves in their shared room. On the left, Alex's neat and tidy nerd area with books and notes. On the right, Haley's messy area with piles of clothes and sex toys. In the middle of the room, the two of them are talking about their costumes. Haley had won the lottery and had gotten to pick out the costumes for both of them:

“I don't know, Haley. These outfits make us look like cheap hookers.” Alex complains to her sister. She wears a cowgirl costume with a bikini top inspired by an American flag. The outfit is completed with a cowboy hat, white gloves, white cowboy boots and a tight pair of denim shorts.

“Of course they do, Alex, you silly. That's the fun of Halloween. We dress up like bimbos and have fun.” Haley replies. She has recycled one of her old costumes and goes as a sexy cat. With a skimpy black leather top, a leather letter with a cat tail and high-heeled black overknee boots. She is currently straightening her cat ears on her brown mane.

“But I just don't feel comfortable in here. I don't want people to laugh at me any more. Only people with your figure can wear something like this.”

“Omg. You're kidding me, right? I'd kill for your curves. Guys are totally into it. Trust me. But maybe a few shots of this will help.”

Giggling, Haley pulls a bottle of amber-brown out from under her bed.

“Haley! Isn't this Dad's best scotch, you're criminal. He's going to freak when he finds out.”

“Come on spoilsport. Just a little.”

“Well one.”

While Haley and Alex continue to prepare for the evening, Claire is already waiting tensely for Phil. To relax, she drinks a little wine and tries to reach Phil again. She is wearing a Snow White costume with a tight blue corset top, a bow in her hair, a short yellow miniskirt, high white stockings and red high heels.

When once again only the voicemail answers, she leaves a message:

“Phil! What are you doing? You were supposed to pick us up over 30 minutes ago. Don't you know how pissed off Gloria gets when we're late? I'm going to order an Uber now, I've already had too much to drink to drive. And you know you can't let our daughters drive. Call me when you get this message.

She hangs up when the doorbell rings. She crosses the hall and opens the door it.