"O'Hara," Juliet answered.

"Caller specifically asked for you, should I connect it?"

"Go ahead." After a minute, she heard crunching. "Hello?"

She heard a faint "Let go of my Wheatable sandwich! No, don't take the bread! Please? Really, she is?"

A rustling, then "OMG! AHH!!! I can't even believe it's actually truly really totally truthfully seriously absolutely genuinely literally definitely positively undeniably you!!!!!"

"Do we know each other?" Juliet asked.

"We will," iknow replied in a creepy tone.

A different voice spoke. "Sorry about her."

"Is she always like that?" Juliet queried.

"You get used to it," yet another voice informed her.

"I is sorry," apologized iknow.

"How many of you are there?"

"That's not important. What is important is that you... I can't even do it. Someone else tell her."

"My shoe ran away," iknow cried.

"What?" Juliet asked.

"Apparently," spoke one of the girls with iknow, "It's a magic shoe."

"They're so clean," iknow explained. "It's magic!"

"They're new," clarified someone else. "Black, Vans, and they have laces."

"Wait.. you want me to find you shoes?" Juliet asked.

"Not just shoes,"one girl spoke, "magic shoes."

"But didn't you just say they're simply new?"

"No, that's not why they're magic. Without them, she turns into a seven-year-old."

"What?!"