How do you invite a friend over for a threesome?

Sarah pulled out her phone. "I'll text her now! Let's see if she can do it tonight." Zack quickly grabbed the phone from her. "Uh, Sarah, I can get behind the threesome but we should probably approach it with a little more tact."

She laughed at that. "Duh, you're right! I forget sometimes that I can't just act on every little impulse. I literally couldn't see the downside to texting my friend about a threesome." She grinned. "So how do we go about this?"

Zack thought about it. "We should probably bring it up in person. I can call and give her the story. Does she know about the treatment?"

Sarah shook her head. "Nope. I told her I was trying an experimental depression treatment this week, but I didn't give details. God, when she sees me like this she's gonna freak out!"

That was an understatement. Zack thought he should probably call her himself. She picked up on the third ring. "Hey, Sarah. Everything ok?"

Zack coughed. "Actually, it's Zack. I, uh, wanted to invite you over dinner. How's tomorrow?"

She sounded concerned. "Is Sarah ok? Why are you calling from her phone?"

He wasn't sure how to explain the new situation to her. "So you know that experimental treatment she told you about? It's working really well." He briefly explained how the anesthesia worked. "She'll be like this for another six days and she wanted to hang out with you while she's still under its effects. Dinner tomorrow?"

"I'll be there at seven." She suddenly sounded suspicious. "Is Sarah there? Can you put her on? This thing sounds weird to me."

Sarah gleefully snatched the phone out of Zack's hand. "Ashley! It's so good to talk to you! Zack was telling the truth, I feel incredible! It's all gone, all of the misery and depression! I can't wait to see you tomorrow and tell you all about it. It's seriously the best thing in the world!" Zack heard Ashley's stunned silence on the other end. He grabbed the phone back. "Believe me now?"

Ashley sounded like she was thinking about what to say. "Why is she like that? She doesn't sound like herself. Did you do something weird to her?"

He reiterated that it was a legitimate treatment recommended by her psychiatrist, which Ashley reluctantly accepted. "You can come see for yourself. Until then, don't worry about her - I'm taking good care of her."

"I'll bet." Ashley said dryly. "Tell little miss sunshine I'll be there."

He hung up and turned to Sarah. "Looks like we're on for tomorrow. Anything else on the list you want to float?"