I arrived at Goddess Kiffa house, she was waiting for me. I complain about my feet being painful and hurting a bit. Goddess Kiffa lends one of her flip flops havaianas to me. Of course, the flip flops look big on my little feet. We talk about it, and how big Kiffa`s flip flops are compared to my pretty tiny feet. We exchange flip flops and compare them.

We start to compare our foot heights, from soles to soles, heels to heels, and to toes to toes. We joke about our feet lengths and do footsie play with each other.