Chelsea smiled as she watched Ella's histrionics. She got herself dressed as quickly as she could, double-checking her catheter and bag before maneuvering herself into a pair of jeans. She had just put on her bra and was figuring out which shirt to wear- I really wish I had more "nice" shirts now... when Ella jumped up and ran out of the room. Pulling on a black Green Day t-shirt, she yelled after her. "Song? What song?" She pulled herself back into her chair and headed back to the living area, her toes dragging the carpet slightly as she went. "What are you talking about?" She listened for a radio that might be playing in another room, perhaps, but heard nothing.