Dave has an appointment.

"Oh shit!" Dave exclaimed. The body suit doesn't deviate from the smile of the bikini model, but he definitely sounds upset, "Oh shit! Oh shit! It's already 2:43! The **** store closes in 15 minutes, and I was supposed to pick up my mother-in-law's prescription."

Dave tries to find the button to get out of the body suit, reaching behind her and under her bra.
"Jim! Where did we put the off-switch again?" Dave asks.
"Oh..." Jim says snapping his finger, "I knew there was something we forgot to add!"
"Do not event tell me!" The girl before Jim was smiling cheerfully and even flirtingly, but Dave's voice spoke at him with an upset and commanding voice, "Do not even tell me you can't take this thing off."
"No, no you totally can take it off!" Jim says, "We just have to get our special tools out."
Dave tries to find his cellphone but it's not on his person, but then he remembers... "Alexa, what time is it?"
"It is currently 2:46PM" His body suit answers.

"Shit! I don't have time for this. I'll be away for just a minute. Cover for me Jim, and if you ever breath a word about this..."
Dave takes his keys and wallet from his trousers and hurries to his car, blips it open and push the pedal to the metal, roaring away.

Soon enough he could hear the sirens behind him.
"Shit.. just what I needed..." Dave headbutts the wheel in front of him. He rolls down his window and sees the motor cop in white helmet and blue shirt with sunglasses reflecting her own image.
"Well hi there..." The police officer looks down to the brand on her bra. "...Alexa. Do you know how fast you were going?"
"Highest speed within last two minutes is one eleven point three three nine miles per hour." The one who spoke was neither the cop, nor Dave, but the body suit itself.
"Uhhh, that's right... and... that is... too fast."
Dave drums his fingers on the wheel, "Look..." When Dave spoke the officer clearly was taken aback by his male voice, "Officer, I'm really sorry... it won't happen again. Can you just give me the ticket, please."
"Just a minute, maam... sir... maam? Anyway, can I see your lisence."
Dave produces his wallet and hands the cop his driving lisence.
"Uh... huh... what's your name?"
"Dave Smith." He answers expeditiously.
"Uh huh... is this your picture?" The cop asks and shows him the picture that is indeed him, but conspiciously not the image of the sexy young blonde bikini model he was currently appearing as.
"...I hadn't had a haircut since then."
"Right.. maam, I'm gonna need you to show me the deed to this car."

Not long after Dave had been handcuffed and a policecar summoned. He was **** into the backseat of the car. "You're in big trouble Alexa!" The cop says through the open window, "Do you have any idea what we can put you in for?"
"Thirty nine accounts of joyriding. Six-teen counts of jaywalking. Four counts of indecent exposure..." Dave bangs his head against the carseat infront of him.