Maryanne calls her friend Tiffany

"Oh, fuck this!" Maryanne shouted as she picked up the phone. Seconds later, it rang through to Tiffiany, one of Maryanne's friends from the company. She was a lesbian, but Maryanne overlooked this "failing" and had become fast friends with her. They were both as ruthless and cunning as the other, and complimented each other well.

"Hello?"

"Tiffany, you gotta help me." Maryanne tried to shout out "My assistant called after I watched a magic brainwashing tape" but found herself unable to form the words.

"Maryanne, what's wrong?!" the voice on the other end said.

"I um... I'm naked." Maryanne finished lamely. She couldn't bring herself to say anything else.

"What? So you should put some clothes on, you ninny!" Tiffany said with a slight laugh.

"Oh, no, I couldn't! I loooooove being naked!" Maryanne said, and put her hand over her mouth immediately. 'Oh god, she's going to think I'm flirting!'

Tiffany paused. "Maryanne, are you drunk?"

Maryanne stiffened. "Um, maybe." 'If I can't explain what's going on,' Maryanne thought to herself, 'it's best she think I'm just being funny.'

Tiffany sighed. "Honey, you know you shouldn't be drinking alone, you get weird."

"I know." Maryanne said.

"Maybe we should go hit the Tavern one of these days."

"Um, maybe!" Maryanne was panicing. If Tiffany gave her a command on accident, especially while stuck with the current commands she had, the results would be disastrous.

Tiffany made humming noises through the phone.