An interrogation of sorts.

"Hey Madison," Ross called. She looked up from her own bouncing breasts with a dreamy smile. "What are doing here?"

"Hanging out," Madison said with a dopey smile.

"Why were you making out with Regina?" he demanded.

"'Cause she's reallllly aggro," Madison giggled. "She was all fuckin' over me..."

Ross looked pointedly at Regina. She put her hands up and stammered defensively.

"Look, it wasn't... I was trying a technique, and-"

"Ah, forget it," Ross said defeatedly. "I might as well let you fool around with frat guy Madison. I fuck her with a Liz Hurley script all the time."

"Holy shit," Madison said suddenly. Her attention had returned to her body, and she quickly straightened from a clumsy attempt to lick her right nipple. "That would be unbelievable! Jesus, I can make this body do whatever I want!"

She hopped up and darted into the bathroom, leaning on the doorframe in her dreamlike stupor. Her heavy-lidded eyes opened feebly as she drank in the sight in the mirror.

"Jesus Christ!" she slurred. "I'm a fuckin' smokeshow!"

Ross and Regina both giggled in spite of themselves. With Ross's sudden forgiveness the tension dissipated and they felt like friends snickering at a mutual friend who had gotten drunk and was entertaining themselves. As they watched, Madison struck several clumsy attempts at provocative poses, at one point losing her balance and falling into the bathtub. Her head hit the tile hard but she kept laughing, her ersatz senses dulled.

"Ok," Ross laughed as he helped her to her feet. "This has been fun, but-"

"-wait," Regina said quietly. "You said you're ok with what we did, right?"

Ross took a moment to respond, Madison hanging limply off his arm and giggling.

"Yeah," he finally admitted.

"So... can we, um... finish the date?"

Ross burst into laughter, followed by Madison. She didn't understand, but seeing Ross laugh made her laugh.

"I thought you were gonna ask me to fuck her!" Ross said. "Sure, yeah, no problem. You can have her for the date. In fact, go ahead and fuck her if you want. Just... stick to this script, ok? Modify her all you want."

Now Regina was stunned. She looked at Madison, who grinned drunkenly.

"I think I like whatever this is," she slurred. "A lot easier. Less thinking."

"How long do you want?" Ross asked.