The inside of the suite looked like the disney princess version of an old western showdown with four half dressed she wolves on one side of the room and Mj holding Beth out in front of her on the other side, Lila had her hair set in wide curlers all over the top of her head and a large round hair brush in the other, pointing it in Mj’s direction, “Sam if I charge the front you can flank around the side and grab her.” Brie stood next to her mother giggling into her hands while Mara had her arms wrapped around her own torso cackling loudly, “Moll I wish you could see your face...this is the best birthday present you have ever had.” Mj scowled at her friend from over the top of Beth’s shoulder and stuck her tongue out like a small child throwing a tantrum. “My hair is fine Lila...really,” Mj tried to plead and Lila simply shook her head, “not even cl
