Sophia was having the worth time figuring out what to wear. She stood in front of the mirror, holding different pieces of clothes from hangers in front of her and sighing audibly. Perhaps this wouldn't have been so difficult if Sean didn't keep popping his head in with a determined look and saying, "Make it spooky Sophie!"

But spooky wasn't a word that described Sophie very well. Dressing pretty or cute was far easier and since that was off limits well...she really was at a loss. What to do...what to do...she shook her head and laid out all her costumes on the bed. This just wasn't working. Rye was out and said she wouldn't be back until it was time to leave for the party and she certainly didn't want help from Sean.

That left, of course only one option, which was likely the best anyway. She just hoped it wouldn't be took much of a bother. So she ducked out into the living room and took the phone, dialing the all too familiar number. "Eden...? I need your help."