Natalie was hanging out with Frankie in Frankie's bedroom. They were giving each other makeovers.

"You look so pretty in brown you know, brown is your color of lipstick."

"I don't wear much makeup."

"I know but it'll boost your confidence especially with your illness. You know we should go shopping together. I wonder what you look like with a full face of makeup with a dress on and high heels."

"Like Brooke Shields."

"Nope, you're much prettier than her."

Then, the girls heard music coming from outside. They looked out the window, it was Morgan with a portable radio.

"Morgan!" Natalie said smiling.

"Morgan turn it off!" Frankie said.

"Nah it's a good song, wait til it goes off."

"Morgan please turn it off," Frankie begged.

He sighed, turned it off, and started coming towards them.

"Morgan, Morgan, what're you doing?"

He climbed up the fire escape and he was in.

"Morgan."

He smiled.

"What are you doing here?" Frankie asked.

"I came to see you."

"Nick's here."

"I don't care. Why don't you come for dinner tomorrow night at my place? Both of you."

"That'd be cool," Natalie said.

Suddenly, Nick could be heard shouting for Frankie.

"You gotta go!" Frankie said.

"Nick's coming."

He left. Nick and Frankie's dad walked in.

"Hey ladies! Big news! Congratulations Frankie!"

Her dad hugged her.

"Frankie, I asked for your hand in marriage and he approved! Got a some liquor here to celebrate!"

He got a cup for each of them except for Natalie since she's too young.

"Drink up!" Her dad says.

Frankie wasn't happy.

"That means Frankie will be your sister Nat," Nick said.

"Congrats bro."

Natalie wasn't happy the same reason as Frankie.