Is Juliet going crazy?

Dale lifted Dari off her seat and left her suspended in mid-air. He then undid her skirt and pulled it to her ankles. He pulled her panty hose down to her thighs. He then put bent her forward. He jammed her right forefinger up her ass and twisted it back and forth. He pulled up her panty hose, and he put her back down. He stuck her right forefinger up each of her nostrils and twisted it. He then put her back in her seat. He found a hiding place and restarted time.
Dari did not notice her skirt was down, but she did notice an awful odor. She wrinkled her nose and looked around to find the source, but to no avail.
"She'll never figure out why she smells shit all day!" thought Dale. He stopped time and hunted down Juliet. He found her leaving the restroom. She had covered her forehead in make-up as she could not wash the permanent marker off. As she walked back to her desk, she was behind an intern. She noticed a piece of paper saying, "Juliet sucks doggie cock!" was taped to his back. "Oh, is that supposed to be funny?" she asked.
The intern stopped and turned around. "Excuse me?"
"That sign on your back!" she snorted.
The intern reached his hand around and felt his back. "I don't feel anything. Can you get it?" He turned around, but the sign was gone.
"OK, you people better stop messing with me!" she said in a humph and continued to her desk. On the way, she thought she saw signs on people that read "Julie is a cum addict!" "Juliet licks teenage assholes!" and "Juliet takes it up the ass!" put everytime she confronted the person, the sign seemed to have disappeared. She hurried to her desk. She went to sit down and missed her chair. She fell flat on her ass. "What the fuck is wrong with me!" she said to no one in particular.
Dale smiled.