(The Night of the ball)
"Um... Mikey, that's not how you put on a necktie," Louisa giggled.
Mikey threw his hands up in frustration and groaned.
"Can you do it for me? Pweeeaase?" he asked, pouting.
"Okay," Louisa went over to Mikey and re-did his necktie.
"It looks like a ribbon on a Christmas present," Louisa commented as she struggled to undo the many knots Mikey had made.
"There," she said as she finished.
"Thank, Weesie, you're the best!" Mikey squealed happily as he looked at himself in the mirror.
"WEESIE?!"
"What?" Mikey looked at her innocently. "Lou-Wee-sa, WEESIE, get it?"
"Mikey, you're an idiot," Louisa shoved him towards Mary Alice who was sitting on Louisa's bed and laughing.
"Seriously, Weesie, you did a good job with this thing," Mikey said, holding the necktie up in disgust.
Frank would have done better than me...
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Sorry it's so short, but I'm having a mental block
I hate having metal blocks.