Wow she REALLY wants you to take off your clothes. You feel crazy, because in your more fevered moments of fantasy when your thing for Jollacrity was a very distant and highly improbable unrequited thing, you would have given anything to hear these bombastically horny orders from an extraterrestrial baddie like her. But now that these orders are booming from inside your skull in the immediate presence of said baddie... YOU CAN'T TAKE THE HEAT!!!!!!!! Your eyes start darting about for an exit, or maybe a bathroom. Yeah! Yeah that's it, you have to go to the bathroom, even a lascivious psychopath like her would surely understand that a simple little jester such as yourself NEEDS TO TAKE A PISS RIGHT FUCKING NOW.
Jester: IT IS OBVIOUS YOUR LESS-THAN-STELLAR BEDIZENRY IMPEDES YOUR MOVEMENT. MAKE HASTE AND DISCARD YOUR CLOTHES AT ONCE. PLEASE?
