It was after 10, when Rick finally managed to pull himself out of bed. Chad was being unusually quiet. Hm? Rick looked down, nope he wasn't wearing Chad. Maybe Hank or Jim put Chad on? He rubbed his head, and picked up the phone and ordered a Bloody Mary with Worcester Sauce. Best thing for a hangover, he thought as his head throbbed.
He staggered over to the sofa, and saw feet on the floor.
"Chad?" he ran over to the prone figure, and laughed, "Chad finally pranked me."
He sat down and looked at the mannequin lying on the floor. Then something began to nag at him. How could Chad prank him? How could he get a mannequin that looked so much like him in the middle of Mexico? He leaned over and tapped on the mannequin's head. Damn, even the hair was styled like Chad's, and the eyes were the exact same shade of blue. He looked just like Chad except his crotch was smooth, and his body appeared to be made of plaster or resin. There had been a warning regarding the potion. What was it? Something about the transformee having to be whole or it would become a statue? Suddenly, Rick had a moment of clarity. He jumped up and said, "Or a mannequin!"
His head clouded up again quickly. He vaguely thought maybe if he put some clothing on Chad, the mannequin might become human, like in that movie? Of course that was only a movie, and the mannequin was female, so it really wasn't missing - well, maybe it was? He shook his head. Then grabbed his head to stop the shaking. Where was that Bloody Mary?
There was a knock at the door. He got up, and grabbed a beach towel to cover himself. He went to the door. The room service guy wheeled in a cart with a pitcher of Bloody Mary's and a bottle of Worcester sauce. He halted suddenly when he saw part of Chad sticking out from behind the sofa.
"Dios Mio!" exclaimed Ernesto.
"What? No, no. That's not a body. It's a mannequin. A prank?" Rick tried to explain. Ernesto looked panicked. Rick grabbed the little man by his shoulders and pushed him over so he could see all of Chad.
Ernesto tried to look away, but then he saw it wasn't a real body. He let out a nervous laugh, and looked oddly at Rick.
Rick sighed, "Hank and Jim pranked me. I fell asleep, and woke up with that in bed with me," Rick lied. "A joke? A bad joke." He sighed, and poured himself a Bloody Mary.
Slowly Ernesto nodded, he understood the mannequin was in bed with Mr. Rick when he woke up. Bad joke indeed. Ernesto took his $10 tip, and shook his head muttering, "Locos Americanos," as he left.
Rick added the Worcester Sauce to his drink and took a sip. He made a sour expression, perhaps too much Worcester Sauce? Or not enough? He added more.