Thread:Firefox20z/@comment-31595317-20170609185518/@comment-15761712-20170610021342

[Lola and Benson are walking down the stairs, and they see Lincoln holding a rag]

LOLA: "Lincoln, what are you doing?"

LINCOLN: "Just readin'. Oh, and I polished every surface of the living room. So shiny, you can see your face."

[Lola sees that all the shiny surfaces around her bear her reflection; she shields her eyes]

LOLA: "AAH! Must...not...look...at self! Beautiful...beautiful self!" [runs for the kitchen, screaming while Benson stares at her]

LINCOLN: "And I waxed the kitchen floor, too! Such reflection!"

''[Lola runs back into the living room, screaming, and she hits her face on the back of the chair, leaving an imprint of her makeup on it; she falls onto the floor, dazed. Benson helps her up.]''

LOLA: "THAT'S IT!" [hops onto the chair, with a pair underwear in her hands] "Give up, Lincoln! You know you want these!" [rubs the underwear on Lincoln's face] "Smell 'em! SMELL THAT COTTON! YOU KNOW YOU WANT 'EM!"

Benson: "Yeah you can't resist the new smell of underwear my friend."

LINCOLN: "I'm not giving up! You'd both give up right now if could see what's wrong with your faces!"