Barking, Bewildered Brie

"Brie, you will do nothing to end this interview early and stay on stage as long as I want you to. You know you came on stage just to be interviewed. You saw Olivia acting like a horny pig, and you think that's just her pathetic fetish. Now when I say your name, you'll loudly bark three times, and think you're doing it because your nervous. You're nervous because you find me very, very sexy. Also when I ask you a true or false question, you'll always answer with true, then come up with a justification for your answer and you'll believe what you said. Now have a seat."

Brie sat down.

John gave her a trigger to put her back under any time he wanted and snapped her out of her trance.

Brie smiled at John and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear in a flirtatious way.

"Welcome, Brie."

"ARF! ARF! ARF!" Brie blushed. "Um, I'm sorry. I'm not sure what came over me?"

"Sure, Brie."

"ARF! ARF! ARF!" She kept blushing.

"Let's play celebrity true or false. True or False, you are famous among other actors for giving the best rim jobs."

"True...uh...um...Yes, I'm really good at it."

"True or False: on the set of The Marvels, you and Teyonah were both Iman's lesbian sex slaves every evening after shooting."

"True, we are all bisexual, and Iman was our mistress."

"True or False: Iman had you secretly hock loogies into Teyona's food and drink, and Teyona never found out."

"True, it was disgusting, but funny watching her eat or drink my snot." Brie leaned forward toward John and licked her lips."

"Brie..."

"ARF! ARF! ARF!"