'Debbie' stood there smiling happily at the recognition of her family before a familiar thought arose from her latex mind...
"Oh! I'm, like, sorry you guys! I totally had a rubber brain dart for a sec!" She exclaimed, then turning to Vicky.
"Sorry Vicky, I was, like, going on a trip with my fam! I made, something like, a notice thing?"
Vicky tilted her head in confusion before noticing a sticky note instantly materialized on her forehead that apparently had been there for a while. It only made sense since Vicky was a literal airhead like 'Debbie'
"Oh. My Gosh! You totes did!" She exclaimed, taking the sticky note off her forehead, only for it to get it stuck on her hand.
"I'm sure the bossy man won't mind! Have a good trip gurl!" She said, already waving even though 'Debbie' was still waiting for her family to finish their rubber meal.
Once they were, Henry gave Vicky a few rubber stoppers (he was also feeling generous and tipped her a nice amount of rubber bands) and, after a minute of struggling and loud squeaking between their latex skin and the vinyl seats, they finally got out and went out the doors.
Oddly enough, the magic worked again as 'Debbie' began to shrink in size and age, soon becoming back to her 'original' latex self as Debra. But to her, she simply remembered having a nice meal with her family, having a rubber hot dog (which coincidentally was a dog chew toy) and a chocolate milkshake air can, which is what she concluded gave her the odd airheadache she had coming out.
As she passed the door, her tissue paper apron crumpled away and her 'name' rubbed out, leaving her body exposed once again.
Vicky was still waving the entire time, even as the family was struggling into the empty car and driving away. Neither of them noticed another similarly tall latex vixen walk through the door, this time being purple in color, magically having an apron appear on her body. She expressed similar surprise as Debra when she walked in, grabbing the same marker and writing 'Debbie' in the same spot on her chest.
Vicky finally stopped waving in time to see 'Debbie' walking to the counter. "Hey Debbie! Back from your trip already?" She asked, already cleaning the Eversons' table with her rubber paw hand like a sponge.
"You bet! But I totes love working here!" 'Debbie' exclaimed. "I've, liked, totally love working all 625 years I've been here for!"
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"So everyfoxy, let's get back on the road trip!"