Neither

I had a fun, but a bit of a mean, idea. You see, I knew a celebrity lived next door to us, and if I made her into my girlfriend, I could use her to tease Dakota with me.

"Deep sleep Dakota," I said, putting Dakota back into her trance. Her ass still up in the air.

I went next door to greet our neighbor, Dua Lipa.

"Hello," I said when she opened the door. "I'm John Doe, your neighbor. I'm a budding hypnotist and I was wondering if I could experiment on you?"

"I have had trouble sleeping lately," Dua said. She let me in, and I hypnotized her.

"Dua, when you wake, you will become my doting, obedient girlfriend who loves fucking around with my roommate, Dakota Johnson. You think she's a slut, in fact, so you have fun messing with her, and you think her being **** for my attention is pathetic."

I decided to actually benefit Dua.

"Also, from now on, you will not only sleep better, but be more confident and assertive in day to day life. If I ever say 'derpy Dua', you will fall back into this trance."