"We're streaking. We're going up through the quad to the gymnasium."

Just like Frank the Tank and those before him, Emaline made a streaking run just before her bath a few weeks ago. I asked her what she was doing and she said, "Mom, we're streaking. We're going up through the quad to the gynasium". I replied, "who's streaking?"
"There's, there's more coming", she hesitated. It was then that I told her to take off my new running shoes and get in the tub.