Adam shook his head sadly. "Sorry, Evelyn. I love you, but you are just asking too much. We'll have to try something else."
Mary Lou sighed. "Okay, Adam. I can respect that. We'll try something else. " Mary Lou quickly uncapped the shampoo with her right claw, and dumped the entire contents on his head. "Oops, sorry," she said with an evil grin.
"Hey, what the hell, " yelled Adam in confusion.
"Here, let me get that off, " Mary Lou said, as she began to scoop large amounts of the fetid canal water in her hands, and throw it onto Adam.
"Stop that, " yelled Adam.
"Okay, okay. I'll just scrub it out, " Mary Lou with excitement. She began to massage his scalp, working the shampoo into a lather. As she rubbed, her claws began to feel warm and tingly. Its working, she thought with excitement, and began to rub the lather on his chest and abdomen.
"Stop it, Evelyn, what's wrong with you?" said Adam, as he pushed her hands off, and backed away. Mary Lou began to laugh softly. Adam's foot kicked the bottle, and he looked down to see what she had spilled on him. "Evelyn, what have you done? " he said with shock, as he read the shampoo label. Mary Lou just smiled, and laughed a little harder.
"Evelyn wouldn't do this. You're not Evelyn, are you? Who are you?" said Adam softly as he continued to stare at the shampoo bottle on the floor. Mary Lou just laughed harder as she walked up to him and put her hand on his shoulder.
"What difference does that make now, BROTHER? " she said, as her laughter echoed through the tunnel of the sewer.