Ray's in the bathroom, screaming about being naked, and clutching her chest.
I say to Lee, "I can see where repression would be a logical thing."
"Imagine trying to keep all that bottled up for twenty years."
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! BAM! BAM! BAM!
"I guess so."
I go back in the bathroom with a clean shirt. She's squeezing her nipples at the mirror and yelling, "Bam! Bam! Bam!"
"Are you ready for a shirt?" I ask her.
"Ready!" I slip the shirt over her head and she's on her way to something else.