Matt looked at Clare and laughed. She was dressed as a sexy maid and shouting things about magic at him, it was all too comical. Olivia began to laugh with him but Clare interrupted them again. "It is magic. Olivia! You've had all this fun up until now, why not share it with Matt?" she began, she tried to make it sound like a sudden outburst of emotion, like she no longer cared when in fact she wanted Matt brought in on the charade. Olivia stood for a moment and pondered the new idea forming in her mind. Matt stood there looking confused, trying to work out what was actually happening. A smile formed at the tips of Olivia's mouth as Clare began to cry, from a mixture of embarrassment and a part of her plan.
Olivia leaned over to Matt and whispered in his ears. He nodded once or twice before looking thoroughly shocked. "I Don't believe you, your pulling my leg the both of you." He laughed but a flick of Olivia's wrist and the walls suddenly changing colour and his laugh was caught in his throat. "Oh my god! what else can you do?" he asked suddenly fantastically interested. Olivia, still clad in her bikini looked to Clare and smiled. "Clare, what's your name?" she asked. Clare looked to her and tried to answer, but instead of "Clare" let out a short, "meow!" The two spectators laughed as Clare, now on her hands and knee's was reduced to a menagerie of meowing, unable to talk properly. "oh! that's amazing," Matt said, not caring the least for the fate of the sexy maid meowing in his lunge. "I think tonight we're going to have lots of fun." he said as he reached around and gave a squeeze of his half naked girlfriend's ass. She giggled again and they turned to walk off before she turned her head round to see Clare on the floor again. "What shall we do about her?" she asked with an evil grin. "I know..." said Matt, now sharing the grin.