When lisa said goodbye to her son before going out for the evening, she felt guilty. Part of her wanted to stay home - someone who was truly needed there. She already knew what tonight was going to be like; nothing new under the sun. She looked through her closet and found that blue dress from the last christmas she got for herself but never ended up wearing; brushed out her long dark red hair until it shone in its natural state down her back; then put on some high-heeled shoes with sparkles covering them, adding a few inches onto the five-foot woman before finally leaving because she realized if he couldn't do something as simple as being himself - he probably wasn't going to change anytime soon.