"Now should I press restore?" Tag asked with his finger hovering over the command key.
"Are you fucking crazy? Put me back the way I was, and then restore me!" Paul screamed as he awkwardly struggled to stand and balance with his newly displaced center of gravity.
Just then Tag's cellphone played "It's the end of the world as you know it."
"Just a minute, Paul, I gotta take this," Tag said, "Yo, you got the Tag Man, babe."
Paul rolled his eyes it had to be Iris. Hm, Paul recalled emailing that photo to Iris. If that photo was on the internet, it could only have gotten there from Iris. He started to jump and shout for Tag's attention.
"Hey! Tag! Iris must've put-" Paul shouted, but Tag opened the torso control and silenced Paul.
"You're kidding, Iris. I promised Matt a hot date, and now your friend cancels at the last minute. Matt won't like being our third wheel, and I don't know where I can dig up a date for him on such short no-" Tag said in a disappointed voice. He paused as he looked at Paul on the screen. Then he smiled, and said in a gleeful tone, "On second thought, I know just where I can find Matt a date. I'll see you in an hour, Iris. I've got a lot to do to make - I mean get Matt's perfect date."
He closed the phone. Then he turned his attention to the screen controls.