Sam had spent the morning going over different scientific projects at the company, and she knew just the one that could help her... a light gun that hypnotized the target and made them open to any suggestions they hear. At the end of the work day, Sam went back to the lab and borrowed the device. She then hurried to the parking lot, in time to see Mr. McMillan heading toward his red Jaguar. The rest of the lot was nearly empty, only her car was still there... perfect! She hurried up to him, heels clicking on the asphalt as she approached. "Mr. McMillan, I have something to tell you," she called out.
He turned, keys in the door of his car. "Can it wait till tomorrow, Sam? I'm tired..."
"I'm sorry, but no, it can't." With that, she drew the light gun from behind her back and fired it right in his eyes. Mr. McMillan just stared blankly at her, not saying another word. "You will forget all about Sam Yulgonski switching bodies with Denise Brewster. In fact, the very idea is ridiculous! Nothing will ever convince you that Denise is not Denise, even if she told you to your face that she's really Sam you won't believe it. Understand?"
"Yes," Mr. McMillan replied in a monotone voice.
"You'll also stop forcing her to have sex with you. You feel very sorry that she was attacked by Sam Yulgonski at your company and then you took advantage of her. You'll double her pay to compensate her and hope that she doesn't file a sexual harassment suit. Got it?"
"Yes."
"One more thing... whenever I say the words 'grape ape', you will fall into a trance exactly as you are now, ready to accept more commands." Sam added that last bit to allow her to give him more suggestions without needing to use the gun again.
"I understand."
"Good, now when I count to 3 and snap my fingers, you'll awaken, and forget that you ever saw me in the parking lot tonight. 1, 2, 3, snap"
Mr. McMillan shook his head for a moment, got in the car, and drove off without another word. Sam's red lips broke into a smil... problem solved!
