We really couldn't take the tears. It was bad enough that outsiders were coming in, and now Reiko was crying for their sakes? That just couldn't be allowed. Sara tilted her head a little, her platinum blond curls waving in her little hair bows as she pulled Reiko's shirt again. "If we're going to have company, can you help my change into my special dress? I want to make a very good impression for them." Just in case Sara wasn't enough to make a meal of Reiko; Ryan, a small brown haired boy known for practical jokes, and Ella, the oldest of the girls at 11, slipped out of the room. The two of them hiding beneath Sara's bed.