“Oh, yes,” Bart says, facing Megan as if seeing her for the first time.  “She’s-”

“Megan Dust,” she says.

“If I caught my daughter wearing an outfit like that, I’d tan her hide so hard she wouldn’t be able to sit for a month,” Sam says.  He crosses his arms.  “Looks like you’re not even wearing any clothes.”

“Dust?” Judy asks.  “Are . . . your parents Stuart and Sue?”