Unwilling to see this total babe alone any longer, you get to work.
“That blonde girl is my girlfriend, and she will look in my direction.”
Instantly, the blonde turns towards you and, upon seeing you, smiles wide and heads over. You’re mesmerized by her sexy, sensuous strut towards you. She’s so hot!
“Hey babe,” she says, kissing you on the cheek. “You should have told me you were coming to the beach!”
“What are you talking about?” You say. “We came together, and you drove.”
She freezes up for a second before continuing as if nothing had happened. “Wait, what did I say? Oh, who cares? It’s going to be a great day!”
To your delight, the changes appear to be retroactive. Perfect. “But you want to leave right now.”
Again, she freezes for just a moment. “Yeah I do. Honestly, I just want to get outta here. I know you wanted to spend the day but I’m just not feeling it.”
“All good babe,” you say as you two begin leaving. “And wait, babe?”
“Yes?” She asks, not turning around.
“Your first name is Tiffany,” you tell her, realizing you need a name for her. You could have just asked, but you like the name Tiffany, and thus that will be (and have been) her new name.
“Um, duh, of course it is,” she says. “Why would you eve-”
“And you forgot what I just said.”
Again, another pause. “C’mon babe. I wanna go home.”