“Dude, c’mon!” Wendy pleaded, holding out the matching footie pajamas she had bought for herself and Mabel. She thought it would be cool if they had matching clothes, and what better way to show true friendship through footie pajamas? “I even got the cute cat PJ’s for you!”
“You know I was just kidding, Wendy! I love ‘em! You could even say they’re… The cat’s pajamas. Eh?”
Sure, Mabel was currently used to sleeping pretty much naked, save for her trusty day of the week underwear, but if somebody bought her super cute pajamas like those, it wasn’t like she wasn’t gonna wear them.
“I do believe you just out-dorked yourself there, Mabel.” Still, she chuckled at the pun. “I glad you like them though! I was afraid that you thought it might be a little weird, but then I remembered you’re way cooler than my boring serious friends at college.”