Move on

Jessica decided poor Abby had had enough. She restarted time and watched Abby writhe on the floor in agony. A patron came around the bar and untied Abby's hands. Abby got up, pulled up her thong and shorts and ran for the bathroom, crying in pain.

Jessica took her drink and found a table that gave her a good view of the bar. People started to trickle in, and a replacement was found for Abby.

Jessica sipped her drink and watched as some meathead, fake-tanned, hair gelled, douche in tight jeans and tight black t-shirt hit on two girls at the end of the bar despite them showing no interest. "Come on, babies!" the guy said spreading his arms. "Don't be like that!"

Jessica stopped time. She got the horseradish paste and coated the douchebag's hand with it. Then she pulled his jeans and his boxer briefs down and clamped his horseradish coated hand on his balls and penis. She then pulled his underwear back up and redid his pants, which was not easy as they were so tight even without this meathead's wrist in the way. She then took all of the money from his wallet, kept half, and divided the other half between the two girls, slipping the money into their bras. She went back to her seat and restarted time.

"Seriously, ladies....." The guy realized his hand was down his pants. The jeans were tight and he had trouble getting his hand out then the heat kicked in. "Oh fuck!" he yelled.

"Get away from us, you pervert!" yelled one of the girls.

The guy finally yanked his hand out and looked at the horseradish that had no rubbed off.

"Gross, get away!" said the other girl.

They guy sprinted to the bathroom, bu just before he got there, his jeans somehow ended up around his calves, and tripped and put his head into the bathroom door, leaving a hole in the plywood. He pulled his head out, shook it, then reached up and opened the door before crawling into the bathroom.

Jessica smiled. A few more people came in. An annoying loud, blonde who apparently had already been drinking, came in with some friends and started complaining about the music and how dead the place was. Abby finally came back. Her hair and makeup were fixed, but she still looked a big frightened and confused.