"Now since we're playing cat and mouse, I thought you should dress the part, Danny!"
Dan just pulled on the black shorts, felt an odd lump of material pushed against his butt cheeks. He reached in and pulled on a long black tail which was sewn to the shorts. He put the white gloves on, and then reached for the hat. As he turned it over, he saw that it was embroidered, "Danny Slave Boy". He opened his mouth to speak, but closed it as he saw Sean holding his finger omenously over the remote.
"Put it on, Danny Slave Boy. Put it on now!" Sean ordered.
Dan swallowed and obeyed. His newly muscled room mate intimidated him, but he vowed to just play along until he could get his hands on that controller. Then he'd teach Sean a real game of cat and mouse, or so he thought.
"Now fix me dinner, Danny. And bring it to me in my leather recliner while I watch the game," Sean ordered.
"My reclin--" Dan turned red with anger, but looking at the remote, he answered, "Sure, Sean."
"From now on, Danny, that'll be "Yes, Sir" got it?"
"Uh, yes sir, got it!" gritting his teeth Dan retired to the kitchen.