It was a slow, boring day at the office. Eliot Nate and Hardison were out doing an easy job that Parker and Sophie wouldn't be needed for until the next day, so the two girls had nothing to do. Parker was sitting cross legged on the kitchen counter (even though there were plenty of normal places to sit, like chairs) eating her second box of cereal. If you could call it 'eating'- she was eating the dry cereal out of the box and downing it with a glass of milk.

Sophie was watching TV, obviously bored. She kept fidgeting and sighing, until she jumped up. 'Parker,' she said excitedly, 'can I give you a makeover?'

Parker wasn't too big on the idea, especially because she had a whole box of cereal that was practically calling her name. Before she could respond Sophie asked 'Uh, why aren't you eating cereal the normal way?'

'Because Frosted Flakes get all mushy when you leave it in milk,' she said, about to add a duh to the end but forgetting to.

'Ok… Well you still didn't answer my question. Silence means content, so go upstairs to Nate's bathroom, I keep loads of makeup up there.'

*cool transition*

'This is blush, this is concealer- but you don't even need that- this is eye shadow. I have a good trick for putting on eyeliner' Sophie was saying, knowing it was all going over Parker's head.

'Hey! I have an idea' Parker said, when the lecture was over. 'How about I put it on now and you tell me if it's good.'

Sophie agreed and Parker shoved her out of the room. She picked up a bright blue eyeliner "thingy" (in her words) and started drawing on her arms.

*cool transition*

'Is it me or was that the most boring con we've ever run?' Hardison said as the boys walked through the door. 'I mean why did I have to be there? I have plenty of things I could have been doing.'

'Yea those teenage boys and creepy 40 year old men on Xbox are probably missing you so much' Eliot replied sassily. He had a bruise forming over his right eyebrow.

Nate stopped the argument before it got any farther. There was a constant thumping noise and he was trying to figure out where it was coming from. Then, there was a crash and the sound of glass breaking.

'What's going on upstairs?' he asked Sophie.

'Parker is putting on makeup.' 'Nuff said. Eliot mumbled something, Hardison laughed, and Nate sighed.

END