Conversation around the breakfast table, Part I

Mom: “Mom, why do you have Rachael’s purse?”
Bat: “She let me borrow it because I’ve lost all my purses”. (They’re definitely NOT in my closet, believe you me…)
Mom: “Well, that explains a lot. I saw the purse in your room so I peaked inside and was confused when I saw all of your stuff inside. Where did you get that mascara? It works like a dream.”

Remind me as to why I ever felt privacy existed in this house….