Date? Hang? Whatever it is we are chaperoning.

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Tina walks in as Hana put her hair up in a messy bun. "That's what you're wearing?"

 "That's what you're wearing?"

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"I'm not going." Hana laid on her bed.

Tina sat down, "Why not?"

"Cause..." Hana sighs.

"Hana, tell me what's wrong..." Tina sighs.

"Fine!" Hana stood up, "The day of my flight, I came from school, remember?"

Tina nodded, "Clearly."

"Well," Hana twiddled with her thumbs, "at school, George asked me to the prom..."

"You agreed." Tina guessed.

"Worse," Hana sighs, "I said I'll think about it... And now, I don't know..."

"Wait here." Tina got up and walked out the door. Tina came back with a box, "I saved this for you..." she hands the box to Hana.

Hana opened it and gasped:

"Come on," Tina pats the seat, "I'll do your makeup

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"Come on," Tina pats the seat, "I'll do your makeup..."

Hana sighs and sits down.

Leslie walked in with a curling iron, a straightener, and a blow dryer. "So hair up or down?"

Hana looks directly at the mirror, "Hair down, please." As they proceed to curl and put makeup on her, "So why are you doing this, Mrs. Dean?"

"I could say your mother called me," Leslie sighs, "but I have a feeling that's not what you meant... I guess without Karolina, it feels good to be needed..."

"You do realize that I'm not Karolina right?"

"I know but with all our kids gone and have turned on us," Leslie sighs, "you're the golden kid, right now, the one who stayed."

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