She tries to assist you, but she’s just so dumb now that she is really struggling to put her thoughts together!
“Madeline, I can tell you don’t know what you are talking about...”
“Like, I know,” she sighs. “I am, like, not very good at this job...I’m totally sorry...”
“It’s all good,” you say. “You’re one of those girls who isn’t cut out to have a job.”
“You are soooo right,” she says. “How’d you know?”
“Well, you are my bimbo girlfriend who does nothing but live at my place, fuck me, and party.”
You two are now in your living room, and Madeline is now in a pink dress and...blonde!
“Um, don’t act like you aren’t jealous, babe,” she says. “I am, like, soooo awesome, you know. You are lucky you are even *giggle* dating a girl like me!”
“You’re right Madeli-fuck that. Your name is Jen.”
“Duh! Of course I’m Jen. And I thought I was, like, the dumb one.”