Eden looked at the picture, "It looks nothing like the Grateful Dead bear. That bear had better proportions, also it had that weird neck thing. Also it had little fur accents around it. And it was naked. This one has a bigger head and is wearing a suit. This one looks all clean cut, like a victim of the corporate society turning an adorable little teddy bear into one of their mindless slaves."
Eden wouldn't take no for an answer, Mary-Beth should know that by now. "Also it's not ripping of Grateful Dead anyway, unless no one else can use a bear in their logo. And don't give me bull about ripping of some other artist's work, like you aren't doing that when someone wants Kermit or Bugs Bunny," she put her hands on her hips, "you want a design fine." She pulled a pen from her bag and scribbled something in the bears hand. Eden was no artist but one could tell it was a guitar as if the bear was dragging it on the ground. Holding it up she pointed to what she did, "look okay it's changed a bit. The bear now has a story, it was a rocker but corporation took it over so now it is a business man and the guitar is now forgotten but still connected to him."
Eden huffed at the same old line, "My parents would never agree to it that is why I'm not asking them. And anyway when would I be wearing a bathing suit. I'm not really an outdoorsy person. Sun equals cancer and chlorine and salt water is really bad for hair especially colored hair, you know that better than anyone. And it's on my shoulder blade. The only time people would see it is if I was wearing one of my racer back shirts or a tank top. And I always wear a hoodie over them or on those days I can cover it up with concealer, come on MB. You were my age once...I'm positive about this, I read everything you can read about how to take care of it once it heals. I'm prepared, please."