...hears a familiar voice say "Emily? Emily, where are you." Emily sees a tall thin blond woman in dark sunglasses and a customer design dress with a cigarette dangling from her mouth carrying several shopping bags. Martha Goldman. Her mother. "Emily, where are you?"
Giggling, Emily flip-somersaults right up to Martha's face. "I'm here!" she says in a high Minnie-mouse soprano.
Martha fights back a shudder. As a child she'd been deathly afraid of clowns and they still unnerved her even though she now mainly saw them as pathetic. "I'm looking for my daughter," she said exasperatly.
"It's me. I'm a clown!" Emily says exhuberantly and honks her nose.
"I can see that," mutters Martha. She steps aside to walk past the clown, letting out a short breath. Damn that girl, getting lost like this. The only reson Martha had Emily was it got her husband to buy her that Italian sports car she wanted. Had she known of the pain and agony of giving birth and it would take six months to lose all the weight she gained, she'd have just bought the car herself.
Emily steps in front of her mother and honks her nose again. "It's me, Emily mom. I'm a clown!"
Martha looks at her. The clown seems the same size as Emily yet Martha can shee she has a full woman's figure underneath the clown dress. Must be a midget. "Look, I don't have time for this. I have a salon appointment at 2:30, then a dress fitting at 3, and a-," She stopps, and looks closer. The clown has the same blue eyes flecked with silver she'd only seen in her husband and her daughter. "How do you know my daughter's name is Emily?"
"Because I AM Emily!" the clown replies. "I got turned into a clown!" She pointed toward the Trans-booth. "That booth over there made me a clown!"
Martha licked her fingers and rubbed over Emily's milky white face. Nothing came off. She pulled at Emily's pink clown nose. Honk! Now genuine concern came over Martha. If Emily's father heard about this, he'd throw Martha out and she'd be back to selling herself on the streets. "Emily, you said it was the booth that did this to you?" Emily nods and honks her nose. Martha sets down her bags and walks over to the booth. She looks inside-and Emily pushes her in and slams the door shut.
"You always were a really bad mother," Emily taunts her from the outside. Martha trys to open the door but it's locks She pounds and screams, but No one can hear her from the outside-although she can hear Emily. "I like being a clown and I'm going to stay this way. And I think a change will do you good!"
And with that, Emily somorsaults away, leaving her mother trapped in the Trans-Booth.