"Should we?" Oona said. Molly nodded her head yes. Molly put her hand on Deema's head and looked at the frosted chocolate cake. Molly and Oona pulled Deema's head back, then pushed it forward to the cake. Deema's face was drenched in chocolate frosting and cake. "What is the food?" Oona said. Oona, Molly, and Deema were playing a game of What's the Food? Deema took her finger and slid it down her face and tasted it.
"Um, cake!" Deema guessed. She pulled off the blindfold and looked at the counter. "I knew it, cake!" she laughed. She loves it when she is right, especially games. She took her hands and picked up a big chunk of cake and smushed it on Oona's and Molly's faces. That was the started of a food fight, something everyone loves.
"Wait! Stop, we weren't here for a food fight. I wanted to say something, something that will solve all our problems." Molly said, putting down the piece of cake she had in her two hands. "I found a -"
"What problems? Your guy's messy problems? If so, good luck." Goby walked into the kitchen and took the cake to the living room. "Thanks for the cake." he said and walked out to the living room, where the boys were watching TV.
"Anyway," Molly continued. "I have a great idea." Molly smiled brightly. "I know how we can save up for a condo."
"How? We can't -" Deema started.
"You know downstairs, where performers go and perform?" Molly said. "We can perform! They are paying twenty dollars per night! If we do enough nights, we can rent a small condo! Isn't that just great?" Molly exclaimed the whole way through. "Hurry, we have to go to the lobby before the night is taken!" Molly grabbed Oona's hand and dragged her to the door while Deema ran after them
"I'm not sure about this!" Oona screamed down the hallway.
"Oh, you are gonna do it!" Molly said.
"Let go!"
"We are almost to the elevator!"
"Noo!"
"Okay, we are at the elevator now, so shut up, please."