"Now," said Sarah. "You'll answer any question I ask honestly and fully. Now, what is your perverted, 'dark' fetish?" Zoe hesitated a moment before starting to answer, tears of humiliation in her eyes.
"I... I have a thing for dorks? Just completely nerdy, stereotypically geeky boys! Short, scrawny, thick glasses, acne, nasally voices, anime lovers, the whole thing! The dweebier the hotter!"
As Zoe started to weep, embaressed, Sarah suddenly noticed Biff walking past them. He had turned her down a week ago, though only because some school slut had promised him a 'fun night'. He had told Sarah he'd be free the next week... but she was SARAH. No one turned Sarah down.
Sarah looked back to Zoe, then grinned as she turned to Biff.
"I think I can help you find that... er... 'special' boy you want Zoe."
"Biff is..."
