"Oh! Are you okay?" This confuses you.
"So, spent my money on a new set of clothes and a
hairstyle?" You respond, venom in your tone.
"Excuse me?"
"Don't play dumb with me, Kristen!!!"
"Kristen? Oh, no..."
"Oh yes!" You scream, and, unable to find the strength to
pick yourself up, you pull her to the ground and start pummeling her.
"Please, stop! You don't understand!" She begs.
"I understand perfectly what's going on!" You yell, and
continue to beat her up.
"No really! I can explain! It's my..."
About an hour later, you see Kristen coming back. She has different
clothes on, and a different hairstyle, but it's still her, all right.
Seeing you lying there, she bends over you and asks: