Go get ready for school. Maybe you had morning ballet or something. Stranger shit has happened. [There was a pause and Parker rubbed the back of her head.]

Fuck Language.

[Parker looked to Laura and then sighed inwardly. At least she was dressed for school... Dressed in a dress with some horrible floral pattern and 'sensible' shoes. It was like being in the twilight zone.]

I ask because I think you need to be at the school and I wanted to make sure you can get there.