"Hey, Sarah."
"What do you want?"
Jon smiled and said in Sarah's ear (to make sure she was the only one that heard him) "You love to drink urine and you want me to get you a cup of it right now."
"Oh, could you? I'm so thirsty," Sarah replied.
"Come on," Jon said. They walked to one of the food court restaurants and picked up an empty cup. "Wait here. I'll be right back with your ... drink."
"Okay."
Jon dashed to the bathroom, urinated in the cup as much as he could, and then returned to Sarah. Her two friends had caught up to her by then. That was good because Sarah needed an audience.
"Here you go, Sarah."
She smiled and took the cup from him. Then she drank it, licking her lips at its deliciousness.
"What is that? Beer?" one her friends asked.
"No. It's urine. Want some?"
Her friend thought Sarah was joking, until she looked at the contents of the cup. Then she turned around and vomited. Just the thought of what Sarah was doing made her sick.
"I guess some people can't stomach it," Sarah said. Then she drank some more.
