He doesn't have to

"Come," said the blonde after a moment. She walked a few steps away and stopped in a doorway before repeating with slightly more urgency, "Come!"

Not having anything better to do, Samson looked around and then followed the teen into the room.

Inside was a pastel girly wonderland, complete with a frilly bedspread.

The blonde pointed to an ornate chair and ordered Samson to sit. He sat.

As she stepped through another door, she looked over her shoulder at him and said "We play the roles, yes?"

Unsure what exactly what was happening, Samson considered making a run for it. Instead he waited and was rewarded when the young woman returned to the bedroom after a surprisingly fast wardrobe change and makeover. His eyes widened as she proudly showed off her new outfit.