His best friend Roger

"oh, shit..." he cursed. he glanced at himself in the mirror again. He didn't look at all like himself. "oh well..." hw sighed as he answered the door. on the other side was his best friend Roger. His tall muscular figure filled the doorway.

"I'm looking for James, is he here?" Roger asked in his baritone voice.

"Um... James squirmed a bit, "no, he's not..."

"Oh?" Roger raised an eyebrow, "are you sure?"

"Of course i'm sure..."

"And who might you be?" Roger eyed James suspiciously.

"I'm.... his... cousin?" James stammered...