Come and shop at the Barbie clothes emporium under my grandparents table. I used to love playing under there - probably because I was usually not far from my grandma.  She was my best customer.  One time I ate what I thought was a paint chip under that table only I think it was my grandpa's heart pill because I remember my heart beating really really fast after I ate it.  Don't ask why I ate paint. I was a strange little kid.