"Wow, we look stunning," Haley said. "But why is mine so much more revealing?"
"You always wear really show-offy maid outfits. I figured you'd like that more," Breanne said. "Well, let's do something until the party starts." Suddenly, Breanne seemed a little dizzy.
"Breanne, are you okay?" Haley asked.
"Yeah, I think so. For a moment there, the world turned a little funny."
"Well, I hope you feel better when the party starts," Haley said.
"Party? What party?"
"The party you're having tonight," Haley said. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Haley, I can't be going to a party tonight. I have to work. And so do you."
"What? What are you talking about?"
Breanne checked her watch. "Shit, look at the time. If we don't leave soon, Dr. Foxworth is gonna be pissed at us ... again."
"Dr. Foxworth? Breanne, you're not making any sense," Haley said, clearly confused.
Breanne sighed deeply. "I don't have time for your games, Haley. We have to leave for the hospital now."
Then it dawned on Haley. The same thing that happened to her earlier with the maid costume was now happening with the nurse costumes. Apparently, reality had changed so that Haley and Breanne were now nurses, working at the local hospital. But these outfits were so skimpy. Was that how nurses looked in this "new" world?
Without another word, Haley was led out the door by Breanne's hand.
