Okay, so it took a half a year… And it's SUPER short... You'll live.
"Hilary!"
"Are you finished?"
"No, but—"
"Then keep mopping!"
"But Hil—"
"You're not going ANYWHERE until you're finished!"
A small, blue tape recorder waved tauntingly through the air.
"Yeah, I know, Hil, but—"
"No buts, or everyone finds out about your butt!"
"Hil, this is totally not fair, I have to—"
"Finish mopping, I know. Hurry up, you've still got seven loads of wash and a desk to refinish, or you'll have to do six tomorrow."
"But HILARY!"
"What?"
"I have to pee!"
Silence.
"Oh…"