She runs into Nate

As she walked out the door of the store, Nate was waiting outside for her.

"I never thought of you as the Hooters girl type. What gives?" Nate asked.

"I hate you! I don't know how you are doing this to me but make it stop!" Emily screamed.

"You shouldn't have dumped me. Now I'll be deciding you're outfits for you from now on."

Emily broke down and started balling in the parking lot.

"Tell you what," Nate said, "I'll make you a deal and, if you live up to your end of the bargain, I'll give you some control back over what you wear."

"What do I have to do?" Emily asked timidly.

"Since you used to look down on Hooters so much in the past, you now have to work there. After one month you have to have received the most tips from customers out of all the Hooters girls in the whole state. During this month, I will have complete control of your wardrobe, of course, and you will be at my friends and I's constant beck and call doing everything that we require. What do you say?"