“Mommy?” Kris shot Amelia a deadly glare. “I thought you said you didn't have any kids?” With a confused look on his face, Kris stepped into the apartment, waiting for an explanation. “I can explain, you see…” Amelia's brain struggled to come up with a reasonable excuse. “Guess what I got!” Mel, Amelia’s friend, burst into the apartment, holding up a shopping bag. “Uh… am I interrupting something?” Even she could feel the tension hanging thick in the air. “I’ll just... go…” Amelia grabbed Mel by the arm and yanked her close, whispering urgently, “Play along!” “Kris meet my best friend and roommate, Mel.” Amelia gestured towards Mel. “Oh hey, dude,” Mel said calmly, clearly not knowing who Kris was. “Hey Mel, isn't it time to give Mikey, YOUR son, a bath?” Amelia gave Mel signals and winked uncontrollably, hoping Mel would catch on. “My son?” Mel blinked in confusion but caught on quickly. “Oh! Yes, MY son. Come on, Mikey, let's go get cleaned up,” she said, awkwardly picking
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