With Alice gone for the time being, he knew he should be prepared for later, but was tempted. "You know, I still have her clothes..." He looked around, but didn't see them.
He headed to her bedroom, planning on confiscating her clothes, but was surprised to see that all the clothes in her closet were gone. Apparently, the same way when he said she belonged in his bathroom, his toilet vanished...when he said she didn't wear clothes, they had vanished. Even the pair he'd been holding just disappeared into thin air.
That was interesting. He started to exit when Alice returned. "What are you doing in my room?" She was holding her phone, looking like she just finished a call to someone. She was still completely naked, but she wasn't at all self-conscious about it...as she now believed she was supposed to be.
"Alice, you don't have a room of your own...you stay in my bathroom, remember? This isn't anyone's room..."
Alice winced, as another headache came on. What was she talking about? She had a room...the bathroom. That's where she was most of the time. Why did she think she needed a room of her own? "I keep getting these headaches," she complained.
"Well, what were you doing before you came in?"
"I was calling my friend on the cheerleading team about practice today..." She said.
"Alice, you keep saying weird things...toilets aren't cheerleaders." Jeff said. He looked around the room. It was already starting to become more generic...looking like a guest room.