They returned to Beauty’s department just in time to hear the growing buzz.

Whispering had erupted like wildfire.

"What's going on?" Beauty muttered.

They pushed open Beauty's office door and found Shelley sitting in her office chair, legs crossed, sunglasses on indoors like a celebrity on a press tour.

Employees were gathered around her, asking questions like interviewers.

“Are you guys identical?”

“Where have you been all this ...