Dan looked up, desperation evident on her perfect face. "Susan you've got to help me! Get out of here! Find my parents! Hurry!"
Susan only turned to look at Kat. "That's amazing. So that's really Dan?" She paused. "But how are we going to get her to pose? Right now she's somewhere between 'damsel in distress' and 'fish out of water.' That's a start, but I'm going to fail if I don't get more variety."
Dan's tail slapped the floor in her desperation. "Susan--" she started.
"Danielle!" Kat interrupted. "Here's the deal and I'm only going to say this once. If you make this easy and put on a good show, it'll all go quickly and I'll turn you back. And just to show I'm the nice one in our family, I just might leave you a little stronger than you started out." Her eyes narrowed. "But if you give us any trouble, or if I don't think you're putting your heart into it, you'll be modeling bikini tops every time Mom's and Dad's backs are turned until the day I leave for college. Maybe you just need the practice." She stopped and smiled. "So what do you say?"