With so many ladies in the house, male residents are still outnumbered (I don't know the ratio, I just know there are clearly lots more females here). Many of these ladies would either like to be married, dating or just playing the field. Yes, it would be a rather small field, but they'd like to play it anyway. So when I saw this new handsome young man by Integrity Toys (IT), I snatched him up.
He arrived today in his box...
Nice photo, can you see already why I wanted him? So I took off the paper and voila!
Tate: Hey! I'm good, Nadja. How are you? So this is where you ended up?
Miss Slay: I sure did. It's a pretty nice place. I think you'll like it.
Me: What are you doing out of the case?
Me: I know. I'm getting there. Can I have a couple of minutes?
Miss Slay (sighing): A couple of minutes is two minutes longer than he needs to be in here. Never mind, I'll just do it myself.
Tate (whispering): Is that lady the one who takes care of things around here?
Miss Slay: Yes, she invited you to be a resident here. (whispering) Don't tell her I said so, but she's pretty cool. But I just need her to agree to some things I want sometimes.
Tate: Maybe we should wait for her to get me out. We don't want to be disrespectful.
Miss Slay (puffing): Okay. Fine.
I know you're asking yourself right now why I put up with her. I'm asking myself the same question. But I am going to remove the new guy from his cardboard confines. No scissors necessary. Just untie the ribbons. So he's out now.
Miss Slay: Sure, Babe. Any time. But, I need to tell you something. For now, everyone just calls me Miss Slay.
Tate: Okay. Why?
Miss Slay: As if it weren't obvious, it is because I do. But also because Miss Lady over there thinks the names we were given are just identifiers. Everyone gets named by her.
Tate: Oh! Okay then. I can get used to a new name. What else do I need to know?
Miss Slay: Well, everyone gets a life around here, except for the Display Ladies in the glass cabinets behind me. But that's their permanent job. Stand and look gorgeous.
Tate: Oh! They're all so pretty. So that's what you are?
Miss Slay: Yes, part time. I'm special, so I'll also have a life. Want to hear about it?
Me: Umm...you don't have a life right now, so table that conversation. Besides, I want to get on with the rest of my day.
Miss Slay: See, I told you he needed it off.
Me: Yes, you can take it off. I want to get some photos of you.
Miss Slay: I'm going to have a seat on these crates while I wait. But first, let me grab that daggone net off your head.
Finally, Miss Bossy is going to step aside.
Tate: We're it? Like the in crowd? Automatically?
Me: First of all, Miss Slay is confused. You are not 'it' as in part of the crowd. You're I.T. dolls. And I love the 'B's' who come from Mattel just as much. Don't let her pump your head up.
Tata: Yes, ma'am. I understand.
Me: Please have a seat and we'll put your sneakers on so I can take a picture.
Me: Not to mention, I don't know why they are black. Guys as light as you usually ended up stained. Well, fortunately, I have some other items you can wear. I'll put the sneakers on while you stand up.
Tate: Thank you, ma'am.
Tate: Thank you.
Me: By the way, your official name is Blaze Far. You have a brother, named, Bo. He's just as good looking.
Blaze: Blaze, I like that name. I'm looking forward to seeing my family. I am also looking forward to meeting my girlfriend or wife. Whatever you choose to give me.
Me: Yes, lots of ladies will be excited to be matched with you. I'll figure it out. Now let's get those pants off.
Me: What? Why?
Miss Slay: Blaze, it is Blaze now, right?
Miss Slay: Blaze is a hot commodity and should be treated as such. I have a suggestion.
Me: I may regret this, but what is it?
Miss Slay: I think he needs to meet a few of the available ladies and see who's a potential match. Let's see who he likes first. I mean, just like me, he should be able to have his preferences met.
Me: I guess that couldn't hurt. Maybe we could do speed dating. I think you should have a seat so I can talk it over with Blaze directly and get his thoughts.
Miss Slay (frowning and I'm pretty sure pouting): Sure, Honey.
Blaze: If it's not too much trouble, I would be honored. Thank you, ma'am. I would also appreciate your opinion after I meet with them.
Me: No problem. I'd be happy to give you my opinion.
Miss Slay: Me too.
Me: So it's settled. I'll make the arrangements. But you are not wearing those tight pants, so you can sit down.
Blaze: I would appreciate that too. Thank you.
Me: No one does.
Miss Slay: Blaze, come hang out with me in Display for a while. I'll introduce you to my friends.
Me: Yes, go do that, please. I'll be back again later, when the speed dating is ready.
Blaze: Thank you, ma'am.
Miss Slay: Yes, thank you, Babe.
I like Blaze, he's as humble as Chi. I wonder if she'd be interested in him. I'll put the word out and see who responds.
Until next time, thanks for stopping by. ~ Jaye