A swifer? Yeah! It's in the closet Cynthia," Evie answered the other woman before turning to Squishy and clambering the rest of the way over the couch, "Don't worry Squishy! It's not your fault! Blame that gross dumpster we will fix it." She assured with a sweet confidence, "What do we do...oh! That's easy, we bathe, either a shower or bath, that is what we should do! Yo Thia! We gotta help Squishy bathe up." Evie decided and realized with a nod.