"Why did we have to take the tube, again?" John asked with a fake mustache and a trench coat on.

"So no one would recognize us in a private car," Paul answered, pausing his and Allison's game of Mary Mack to adjust his fake goatee.

"Well, how come Sonny didn't need a disguise?" John questioned sassily.

"Because she's a little girl," said Ringo. John grumbled and went back to staring out the window.

When they arrived at their stop, John and George each grabbed one of Allie's hands and stepped onto the platform.

"Wow," sighed the no longer hungry little girl, marveling at the hustle and bustle of metropolitan London. They dragged her into a children's boutique where a lady immediately came to help them.

"We've been expecting you. I got a call that someone had rented the entire boutique out for the Beatles?" She looked down to Allison. "And a friend." Allie's fluttered her eyes and hid behind Paul. "What a cutie! Any who, feel free to look around. I'll be up front." She flitted away to the front of the store.

Allie immediately spotted a ladybug patterned dress. "Look, Johnny! Ladybug!" She said tugging on his pant leg. He bent down to examine it.

"Looks more like a tiger to me." Paul rolled his eyes.

"Oh, it's a laugh a line with Lennon." Allison pulled his pant leg again.

"I like it! May I have it?" He smiled.

"Anything you want, love. Try it on first." John took the dress off of the rack. "Miss," he called to the saleslady, "can she try this on?"

"Of course!" She chirped. "Right this way, love." She shooed Allison into a dressing room. While she tried the dress on, the woman, who introduced herself as Emmy, helped them pick out more clothes that Allison would enjoy.

"Ringo! Look at my pretty dress!" She twirled out of the dressing room and danced over to him. He picked her up and examined her with narrowed eyes.

"Why, this isn't Allison! This is a lady bug! Don't you agree George?" George took her from Ringo's arms and twirled her around which she giggled at.

"I don't know, Rings. I don't think lady bugs giggle!" He grinned at her and set her down. Paul took her hand.

"Let's go find some shoes then Allie bug." They walked off to the shoe section. George could see that even though he disliked Allie (or at least disliked the idea of her); she had captured Paul's heart along with the others.

Emmy came up to them with bags of clothes and shoes and other necessities in her hands.

"Boss man says it's on the house, fellas," she smiled handing them the bags.

"Oh, we couldn't possibly," George fought, pulling out his wallet. Emmy shook her head.

"I insist. Be good to the little love, hear?" she told them. They nodded and smiled thanking her. Paul emerged with Allison on his shoulders, shiny red sandals on her small feet.

"Park, park, park! Let's all go to the park!" she sang, stroking Paul's hair. They all looked at each other.

"Park, it is then!" John declared, and the five left the store waving and calling goodbyes to Emmy.