“Hi! …Down here! Can you look…Hi! Can we talk for a minute?”

“No, no, no. Don’t freak out. I can’t hurt you! I just want to know a few things. Like, where are we? I mean, what city are we in?”

“And what state is that in?”

“Ah. That’s, um, much further away than I had thought—”

“Hmm? Oh, I’m not a doll.”

“No, I know. But I just look like a doll. And I’m the size of a doll. And I’m plush…like a doll…But I’m a person. My name’s Ari.”

“Acthually, your aunt bought the dollhouse…I just happened to be in the dollhouse when she bought it.”

“So, long story. I live with three roommates and they can be…loud. So I found a great place to read and study—”

“Yes, in this dollhouse. It was in a curio shop a few blocks from my dorm, before your aunt bought it and shipped it to you. With me inside. No hard feelings, though! It’s a mistake anyone could make.”

“That doesn’t explain how I look like a doll? Right. Good catch. Um, I found out a few months ago that if I opened the blue armoire in here, I would suddenly look very much like a doll. But, there’s also this very helpful mirror that can make me look human again. It’s just that the mirror was not part of the dollhouse…and is still in the curio shop…several states away. Hey, so do you think you can, you know, ship me back? I mean, it won’t be the most comfortable way to travel, but—”

“What do you mean you’re not…I can pay you back for the shipping costs once I’m home, if that’s your—”

“The cost isn’t your concern…So, may I ask what is…?”

“We’ve been over this. I just look like a doll. And your aunt bought the dollhouse, not me. Because I’m a—”

“No, I don’t think that’s a very fun name for me.”

“Well, I think I’ll have much more fun if I can get home again.”

“Yes, that’s the armoire. Why do you—”

“Wait, where are you going! And what do you mean ‘roommates!’”