Lost time

By the time you've had enough fun with the girls, you notice it's dark outside and your entire room smells of sex. Just like that, an entire day was gone. You make a note to not let it happen again, but know it's a promise you'll find hard to keep when you look around you at the three naked and perfect bodies.

Olivia's looking at her phone. "Oh wow. Did you see this?" she shows you a news alert on her phone. Apparently someone had tried to **** the vice president just hours ago at a fundraiser in Los Angeles. The assassin's shot had been unsuccessful, barely grazing the shoulder of the vice president, but the perpetrator had somehow managed to escape.

"Damn it. I should have been paying attention to my phone," you say, looking at your own phone. Indeed, there were tons of news alerts about it and you'd have been able to teleport there when it happened to catch the shooter.

"There's nothing you could have done to prevent it," Elena says. "He's still at large, so you can go find him now. I'm sure they could still use your help."

According to the news, the attacker had been some rich kid whose father had just been thrown in prison for embezzlement, part of the vice president's tough stance on corruption. There was a picture and description of him, William Defour, 22, which you commit to memory and hastily get dressed into your Ringer costume.

You're about to put on the mask when the door bell rings.

"I'll get it!" Jane says and hops off the bed naked.

"Wait, put on some clothes!" Olivia calls after her, but she's already done the stairs.

You put the mask in your back pocket and head down to see who it is. You weren't expecting anyone.

"Jane? What the fuck? Why are you naked? Why are you breaking up with me?" you hear a man's voice as you walk down the stairs. You see Jane's naked back while she holds the door open and talks to the visitor.

"Jimmy, you shouldn't be here," she says. The man outside looks handsome and is wearing an expensive suit.

"It's Jacques! I keep telling you I don't like being called Jimmy!" he exclaims.

You walk up next to Jane, putting your arm around her waist. You kiss her, before asking, "Jane, who is this? Is he bothering you?"

"This is my ex-fiance. 'Jacques.' I don't know how he found me."

Jacque looks angry and starts cursing in french. "Who are you?" he screams into your face before continuing his tirade. You can see why Jane liked him originally, but he's also kind of obnoxious, and you're wasting time not looking for the assassin.

You activate the mind control ring. "Jacques. Shut up. In fact, shut up for the rest of your life. I want you to forget about Jane and this place, go back to the city, buy a mime's costume, and be a mime in Times Square every day. If you understand, nod your head."

Jacques nods his head.

"Shoo."

Jacques turns around and climbs into a slick Aston Martin convertible and speeds off.

"Bye, Jimmy!" Jane yells at the car in the distance, before she throws her arms around you and plants one on your lips. "Thank you!" she says with a big smile.

"Okay, I've got to go catch this guy," you say while donning the zorro mask. "Go back to the girls and put on some clothes." Then, you teleport away.