Let's take this simple, "Can you make me lasagna?"

"Can you make me some of that special lasagna I always liked?"

Alice hummed as she crossed her arms and held a hand up to scratch her chin in thought. It takes a moment before she replies, "I can."

She then beckons you to lean in closer, as if she had some scandalous secret to tell you and there was prying ears nearby. You rolled your eyes before leaning your ear next to her.

She whispers quietly, "But I don't want to."

You shake your head and scoff as you lean away, Alice giggling all the while.

"Guess it was just a dream after all." She proclaimed, before giving a overly sad sigh, "Such a shame, it would have been nice to be friends with someone who could tell anyone what to do. Maybe I could have gotten you to convince my boss to give me a raise."

"Pfft, yeah. What a shame." You said sarcastically. "Well, I can't say that I expected anything to happen otherwise. I mean really, the power of universal acceptance and being able to tell anyone to do what you want? That sounds like something you'd see in a porno or something."

"I bet you would have liked that."

"Ha! Yeah, if I ever had that power, the first thing I'd do would probably be like, 'Alice, let me borrow the bra your wearing right now.'"

"Okay, sure. I'll need it back soon though."

You couldn't help but find it funny at how genuine Alice sounded for a moment there. It's always so easy being yourself when you're around her.

Seeing how she's keeping the charade going along, you decide to keep going too, "It'll depend on the sort of mood I'm having. I might have to borrow it for a loooong time, since I'm going to be using it to-"

"Here you go."

Wait, what.

You blinked for a moment, unable to comprehend the blue object being held in front of you.

Did she... Did she actually take her bra off while you weren't looking?

You glanced at her shirt and- Okay yep, she definitely took her bra off and now you can see her nipples through her shirt.

"Hey, eyes up." She snapped her fingers with her other hand to bring you out of your stupor. "Just because I took off my bra, doesn't mean you have permission to stare."

Needless to say, you're a bit shocked. She was being surprisingly bold right now just to keep a joke going along.

"Well, do you need to borrow my bra or not?" She shook the bra in front of you again, as if to remind of you it's existence.

Not knowing how else to react, you dumbly grabbed it from her and just... stared at it.

"This is surprising. I never expected you to go this far with me before."

"Go far with what? All you asked was to borrow my bra."

All you asked was to- Seriously?

"And you aren't grossed out or finding this weird at all?" You asked, very curious about her sudden demeanor.

"Why should I be?" She asked back with genuine confusion.

"I mean... You just handed me your bra."

"Yes... because you asked to borrow it?" She tilted her head, shifting to a more worried expression, "Are you feeling alright? You're not still drunk are you?"

This... this is wrong, somehow. Alice wasn't the type treat something like this so casually. Joke about with you, sure, but never actually go full out.

Wait... is this... is the whole blue sphere dream thing actually real? Did you actually convince Alice to give you her bra?

You have to make sure that this isn't just Alice screwing with you.