““We could hide the dogs in his office, and no one would EVER find them. That’s because absolutely no one would even DARE go in there without his permission. Unless they were REALLY, REALLY STUPID or something!!” Zoey slapped her palm on her forehead. “DUH!! Am I the ONLY one who sees the IRONY here? Sheesh!” “There’s an IRON in here?!” Chloe asked, looking around. “Where is it? Like, who would iron clothes in a janitor’s closet? Oooh! I know! The JANITOR, right?” “Chloe! I said ‘IRONY’!” Zoey sighed. “I know. I heard you the first time. But I still don’t see any iron,” Chloe muttered.””
