Carrie and Jill got dressed. Jill's cell phone then rang. "Excuse me, she said, "it's my friend Lolita Lupine."
"Lolita Lupine?" mused Carrie, recognizing the name as belonging to the leading lady of John's strip.
"Hey, Lolita." said Jill. "What's new? Really? A new lover? What's his name? Ooh, nice. John is such a manly name."
"John?" said Carrie. "John what? Ask her!"
"John what?" asked Jill. "John Tucker, jr.? His name's John Tucker, jr., Carrie."
"And his middle name is Thomas?" said Carrie.
"His middle name is Thomas, right?" said Jill. "How did I know? Well, Lolita, a little bird told me... or a little wolf."
"That dirty two-timer!" said Carrie. "You tell her to tell him that Carrie just ate werewolf pussy, too! Then tell her to tell him to get lost!"
"Uh, Lolita, tell John that Carrie just ate werewolf pussy, too. She also wants him to get lost. Well... see you later. Bye. Who is this John, Carrie?"
"My husband." said Carrie, "I became a werewolf just to surprise him, and he runs off with some comic strip character he used to draw! I never want to see him again!"
"Gee, Carrie, I'm sorry." said Jill, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Well," said Carrie, "You could be my girlfriend."
"I'm only too glad to accept!" said Jill, "I've been looking for a special someone. I think I've found her!" Carrie and Jill kissed passionately.