The doll puts away the paper and points towards the door.
"You can enter."
Tessa happily takes Stuffie by the hand and they walk towards the door. But the porcelain-headed doll steps in front of them.
"Ah, ah... Only you! Stuffie cannot come in. She doesn't seem tough enough."
"What? Me not tough? But I'm so tough,... so tough... that I'm not even crying right now..."
Stuffie turns away, not wanting them to see her tears. Tessa looks at her little friend in despair, then at the door where she really want to go in.