Relieved of the 'grey' wig, Peggy Sue is much happier and is sitting on her rug playing with her little rag doll.
She had been looking at her and thinking of a name. I know I am going to call you Alice.
Do you like your new name, Alice?
While Peggy Sue is busy chatting to Alice, Owen is trying to climb down from the bed.
Peggy Sue is completely unaware that he is approaching, so absorbed in her play with Alice.
What do you think we shall do tomorrow Alice? I hope I don't have to try on any more wigs, it was quite funny, but I do much prefer my own hair.