Hiding

Auntie Nicole was babysitting and she came upstairs to get the door for me.  "Hi," she said.
I said hi and looked around for Violet.
"She's downstairs playing.  I just came up for the door," Nicole said.
We went downstairs and looked all over but we didn't see her.  It's usually pretty obvious where she is.  We checked the office, the bathroom... nothing.  The basement's not that big so I started to get concerned.  I finally came around to see that Violet was hiding behind her big easel, which was nearly pressed up against the wall obscuring her.
"There you are.  Why didn't you say anything when I was calling your name all those times?" I asked.
A wicked grin washed over her face.  "I not talking," she said.