"I want you to teach me, Jon..." She said. "Teach me how to be as big a loser as you are."
The door opened...but it wasn't a person. It was a little motorized cart. It had a t-shirt, a pair of sweatpants, and a pair of glasses. "Oh, great...." Sarah said, slipping out out of her halter top into the t-shirt, putting on the sweatpants and tying the drawstring. She slipped on the glasses. "Much better...I can see again."
"They did something to you, Sarah....you aren't acting like yourself..." Jon said. Not that he'd normally consider that a bad thing, but she wasn't acting rationally.
Sarah tittered. "That's exactly the point...are you going to teach me?" She got closer to him. "I mean...what do people like us do for fun? We could do it together..."
"Sarah...just listen to yourself..."
