⊕ .026 caliber
[Over the journal, you can hear the click-clack of plastic accessories and the high-pitched conversations that Mindy is forcing her Barbie dolls to have. It's not the typical 'little kid conversations' that one would usually hear.]
'I'm not so sure this Kevlar is that bullet resistant!'
[Mindy's voice drops to an even more fake gruff male voice.]
'Well, we won't know until we test it...'
[The sounds carry even as she walks the Barbie doll ten paces away from where she'd been seated at the one table. She sets her up on the opposite side and then returns.]
'Ready? On Three.
One.
Two. BANG!'
[Mindy hurls a plastic chair over toward the female Barbie sending her to the ground. The lobby, where there are all those new tables and chairs, which serves as the scene of this particular crime, is littered with Barbie accessories. There's a Fold-Out House, a Rocker Van, an inflatable pool (filled with water), plastic palm trees, and a varied assortment of plastic guns, rifles, shotguns, and other weapons. In her hand is her 'Newest' Ken Doll that she found on the floor outside in a hallway in the castle. She's been referring to him as John Eastwood. Anyone that gets close enough might recognize him to be Dean Winchester*, though.
She'll address people via the journal:]
Can anyone sew? John Eastwood needs some more clothing and all I have are stuff for my girl dolls and everything I wish up looks dumb on him.
(* Dean Winchester is on a loss, courtesy of Tifa's hiatus and he's been turned into a Ken Doll.)