"I'm not doing it."
Chelsea pouted, looking at Peppy, who was standing with his arms crossed. "But, but it's for charity!"
"I don't care! I spent months losing weight and only recently got over being a fat man! I am not dressing up as one, even for charity! Surely one of the male models here can do it."
"But our boss wants you to!"
"Well, I don't work for him, now do I?"
Erin huffed, walking into the room. "Look at it this way, baby, at least your outfit won't be giving the young boys a cheap thrill. I had to wear a thong for this."
Peppy stared at her for several long moments, then looked at Chelsea. "So, where's the costume?"