"Insane! You're insane! Absolutely insane! You... how can you be so... shame... less!" 'How could anyone possibly be this shameless?'
As Jasmine Warren was screaming, a pair of... silicone... cutlets... slipped... from... inside... her... dress... and fell out.
A flicker of surprise crossed Jason Lockwood's eyes. He kept a straight face, suppressing a smile, and called out, "Tomboy." 'This woman must be joking...'
"What now?" Jasmine snapped.
Jason kindly reminded her, "Your... fakes... fell out."
"AHHH!!" At his words, Jasmine looked down, then promptly clutched her head and shrieked in mortification.
'That damn... plastic... surgery... man! If I don't... kill... him... I'll be too ashamed to go on living!'
'Completely and utterly.'
Jason couldn't hold it in any longer. He threw his head back and burst out laughing. Once he'd had his fill, he bent down, picked up the silicone cutlets from the floor, and began to examine them closely.
