Alex gives his sister a sad smile before he turns back around and heads over to the ladder that leads to the loft. "Anyway, I really feel for her," he says as he climbs the ladder.
Luke walks forward to the piano and says, "Yeah, but... now she's got music back in her life, just like us." He turns and throws his hands into the air while walking backward.
Alex moves forward and leans over the loft railing while Luke puts his hands on the piano. "Yeah, I'm not sure you can call what we have a life," Alex tells the brown-haired boy.
"Alex has a point." Beverly chuckles, walking to the couch and going through her fashion journal.
Reggie nods in agreement and looks away from the two boys while Luke looks down at the piano. Alex walks away from the railing and looks at the stuff up there. When he finds bags of their clothes, he shouts, "Oh hey, some of the clothes we left behind are still up here."
He picks up a black garbage bag and tosses it over the railing. Luke removes his jacket as he moves forward and exclaims, "Sweet!" Luke says.
"Finally, some new clothes." Beverly squeals, dropping her journal and rushing to the black bags. The blonde pulled out old clothes she left behind that she designed: a simple black top and a yellow and black plaid skirt. "I'm changing in the bathroom," Beverly said, making her way to the bathroom in the studio as Alex threw another bag over the railing, and Reggie caught it while giggling.
"Oh, same clothes since '95, boys," Luke says as he takes his shirt off. He smells his shirt before kneeling on the ground in front of the bag full of clothes and looking for a new shirt to put on.
