"What are you talking about Melania?"
"Why? Is that bad?" Melania said and gazed to Iris.
"Of course, you're scaring me, mannequins are not human, so why do you want to be like them huh?" she said as her eyebrows was furrowed.
"Because they are beautiful, perfect perhaps!" she stated.
"Well, of course mannequins are perfect because it was carved and made by man, they carved it so well to make it perfect!" She grinned as she shook her head.
"You know Iris I've been in the world of mannequins." Melania said seriously and she lays into her bed.
"Melania, what again are you talking about?"
"That's true!"
"And how can you say that's true?"
" I always dreamt that I was there, the mannequins have lives!" Melania blurted out.
"Oh, so it's just a dream?" Iris scoffed.
"But it's real, felt real perhaps, I am always talking to their Queen, it's wonderful!"
"Until now you still dreamed of it?"
