As Biff put on Leonard's socks, Leonard suddenly woke up and silently left the room, and then his house. And then, by the time Biff had completed putting on the outfit, he blinked and awoke from his trance.
"What the hell?" he asked, looking down at what he was wearing. Leonard's shirt was draped over him, the jeans held up only by the tightly pulled belt.
"Leonard, breakfast time," a female voice said.
=How am I going to get out of here?= He asked. Maybe he could bluff his way out.
Fortunately, Leonard did not have far to go.
