asked, "Sally took a deep breath. She felt pitiful doing this, extremely embarrassed. But, she needed help, there was no arguing about that. Clearing her throat, she lifted her hand up, before knocking on the door. "E-Erm.. Shego.. Hopefully i'm not being a bother..""
Shyla was humming along, baking in her kitchen. She had some eighties rock music jamming through the apartment. Just barely did Shyla hear the knocking on the door. “What the…” Shrugging, she went for the door and opened it. Instantly her eyes widened. “S-sally?! Well, this is a surprise.” As to not offend the easily shy doll Shyla soon followed after with; “But its a good surprise! Come in, I was just making some oatmeal cookies.”