Roy spotted the device, and his heart sank. Phil was holding it in the same hand that was holding Anna. Phil looked over and noticed he was staring it at. Roy tried to play it off like he was just looking around but it was too late. Phil sighed before gently placing Anna into a large crib.
"Liz, don't tell me you want this thing too." He said sassily, brushing his long hair as he did so. "Seriously this thing is junk. Susie tried to eat it and mom and dad got into a fight over it, so don't tell me you want it too."
Roy realized that he needed to play it safe. Even though he looked like an adult man with an odd taste in fashion he had the thoughts and logic of an angry teenaged girl.
"Uh, no... sis." He replied, trying to sound as 'cute' as possible. "I uh, just want to throw it away. I.. hate it." He lied.
Roy was looking down at this point. He couldn't make a poker face to save his life. On top of that, Phil looked so goofy right now that he'd probably start laughing on the spot. If Roy was gonna get it back, he had to take things carefully. Before he could look up again, he suddenly felt the man wrap his arms around him.
"Sorry Lizzie, I shouldn't take out my anger on you." Phil said, clearly holding back tears. He stopped the hug and walked over to the large crib. He pointed his manicured fingers between the bars and played with adult woman in the diaper nonchalantly as he continued to talk to Roy. "It's just, they're so stupid! They always get worked up over useless stuff. I wish they'd just figure it out already."
Roy tried to not think too hard on the irony of Phil saying that, and tried to focus on using this to his advantage.
"Let me throw it out sis. You won't have to see it again I promise." He said gently.
Phil looked at the device for a moment before turning back towards Roy. Roy internally hoped that he'd nonchalantly give it too him, because if this didn't work he didn't exactly have a plan B. Finally, Phil opened his mouth and said...