Sam

Josh headed back upstairs to Sam, still motionless with the laundry basket in his hands. "Ok, Sammy boy, if you thought what I did to you in class was wild, you're gonna enjoy this..." He dug into the basket and started flinging out shirts, trousers, socks and towels, watching as they froze in the air, before finally finding what he was looking for; a large pair of red silk underwear that he'd once seen Florence wearing during his last sleepover.

"Hey, Sammy, let's see if these are your colour.." and he slotted the underpants over Sam's head, making his friend look as if he was wearing the weirdest form of Luchador mask the World had ever known.

For the next part of the embarrassment, he unfurled Sam's fingers from around the handles of the basket so that the basket was hovering in mid air; of course, Josh knew, once time restarted, the basket's centre of gravity would kick back in and the basket would drop. Right onto Sam's outstretched foot! "And now, a little change to what I've normally been doing to folks.." he said as he took hold of Sam's belt and pulled it as tight as it would go before tucking it back into the hoop on Sam's trousers.