Emily, you’re naked.
Damn Jennifer, you don’t miss a detail do you. I’m just waiting on the slaver to come pick me up.
Did you parents convert you? Damn…
No, I volunteering ahead of them doing it. I heard them talking last night during their bridge game that they were going to convert “one of the girls” and roast her for the next game.
Wait, don’t your parents play bridge with mine? Maybe I ought to volunteer as well.
Up to you, but almost anything is better than being a pig on a spit…