Chad finishes the purple jello shot, and Rick slaps him on the back.
"That's a good boy Chad. Now let's get you out of those clothes and see how that purple stuff works on you," Rick said tugging at Chad's singlet.
Chad's legs felt rubbery. He couldn't speak. He leaned helplessly against Rick, as Rick pulled the pink singlet off his chest and over his head.
"Bruno, lights! Show's ready to begin!" shouted Rick.
The lights came up and Bruno rushed over to Chad's side.
"Clear off the table, boys!"
Chad blinked. He was dazed by the sudden light and by the jello shot. He found himself lifted up and laid down upon the newly cleared coffee table. The ceiling was mirrored, Hands pulled the pink shorts off Chad.