What's going on

"So, you're a total bimbo now?" asked Burt.

"I'm like totally not!" cried Michelle. She turned and saw her reflection in a window. "Like oh my gawd! Like what did you do to me?"

"Me? I'm just a simple IT guy," said Burt. "It's not like I'm some sort of socerer who just discovered latent powers."

"You like totally are!" said Michelle. She pointed at Burt.

"You're a bimbo."

"I'm like so totally not!"

"Do you feel your IQ slipping away?"

Michelle felt panic coming on. "Uh....um....I....like...."

"And you want sex?"

"What? I'm like totally...I no...no, I like...."

The elevator dinged.

Burt and Michelle turned to see two well- dressed men and a woman in a sharp navy blue suit walk off the elevator. They walked into the office. "Ms Palmer?" Asked the woman.

"She just had a makeover," said Burt.

"Is this a joke?" asked the woman.

"No!" said Michelle, "Mrs. Warren, I'm like totally not like this."

"Is this the way you dress to me potential clients asked one of the man, an older gentlemen with steel gray hair in a navy blue pin-striped suit.

"I'm totally not a bimbo!"

"What's with the necklace then?" asked Mrs. Warren.

Michelle put her hand up to the necklace. She stared at the other man's crotch and mentally grappled for some way to explain this. "I'm like not a bimbo!" she said and stomped her foot.

"This is a total waste of our time," said Mrs. Warren. "Too bad we can't sue you for the airfare and hotel."

"Like please don't go!" said Michelle, but they ignored her.

After the three business people left, Michelle turned back to Burt. "Like....uh....um...."

"Want me to fuck you?" he asked.

"I'm like...uh....um..."