Much to his dismay, Dale spilled half the bottle of magic shower water onto Scott. In horror, Scott watched as the magic water soaked through his designer shirt, slacks, and underwear.
"Bummer, dude," Dale sympathized. "But anyway, I still have half the bottle. Maybe that'll be enough."
"I certainly hope not," Scott replied. "Because if half a bottle is enough for you, the other half will be enough for me! And I don't want a pussy. I want to stay as I am."
"But I'm drinking my half," Dale pointed out. "You're only soaking in yours. That should make a big difference. Anyway, here goes!" And with that, Dale drained the half-bottle of magic shower water.
"You wanna come in the ladies room with me, just in case?" Dale asked.
"No, you go ahead. I'll be outside in the sun, drying off," Scott replied.
