...yes? Maybe?

"You lie," I countered, trying to get into the role. It was kind of hard to take it seriously when the best Jinx could come up with is 'Naked Man'. She could have at least called me 'Long Dong' or 'Captain Plower'. Sure, they were corny, but there was a bit more creativity there.

Cackling, Jinx wrung her hands in a cartoonishly fiendish fashion. "Do I? Bird Bitch, get out here and tell this dangle donged fool who you serve." ...dangle donged? What kind of porn did Jinx watch? ...wait, she never watched any. There was silence for a moment before Jinx cleared her throat and repeated herself, louder this time.

The door opened and Raven shuffled in. Her face was redder than a tomato and I could see why. With few options to go with, Jinx had (I assumed it was Jinx anyway) decked Raven out in a pair of boxer shorts, toilet paper around her chest held on with scotch tape and a black towel fashioned into something of a cape. ...we REALLY needed to do some shopping if this was the best they could do. To make matters worse for Raven, she seemed to still be lactating, wet spots forming on the toilet paper. It was only a matter of time before it fell apart.

She didn't look at me, but seemed to feel that I was certainly looking at her. "Y...you, o' won...wondrous wicked one..." she mumbled. I'm guessing that was what Jinx told her to say.

Speaking of Jinx, she didn't look too happy with Raven's nervous performance. Rather than angry though, she just seemed upset, as if Raven had ruined her big break into acting or something. Jinx didn't need help ruining that, mind you.