"I vant you both to concentrate on only my voice." Sonya had knelt down next to their chairs, and taken hold of each of their hands. "From this day forward, you will trust and obey everything I ask of you. You may not understand why, and it may not make sense to you, but you will have a deep desire to make me happy. The last thing you would want to do is make me sad or unhappy. Do you understand what I am telling you?" They both nodded their heads affirmatively.
"I vill clap my hands twice, and you vill vake back up feeling refreshed, as if from a deep, restful sleep. You von't have a care in the world. All of today will be fresh in your mind, up till the crystal ball. You will believe that our stunt didn't work, and vill not remember this conversation at all. You vill believe that we are all alone. Do you both understand?" Seeing their agreement, she rose back up, and sharply clapped twice.
Both Jenny and Frank stared with startled expressions, suddenly remembering what they were on stage for. "So did either of you go under?" asked Sonja, getting their attention. They glanced at each other, and both shrugged their shoulders. "I didn't, I don't know about Jenny though." answered Frank. "No, I'm real sorry, but it didn't work on me either." She said. Sonja allowed a look of disappointment to cross her face. "We can try it again though!" Jenny quickly added, catching her expression.
A wry smile formed on Sonja's face. "No, I don't think it vould be vorthvhile to try again dear. Some people just aren't susceptible to suggestion. Frank, vould you be a sveetheart, and move your chair over to the table? " He stood up. "Sure, no problem" he answered, as he carried it over and sat down where she indicated. "Thank you so much!" she said, turning back to Jenny. "Dear, I've been meaning to talk to you about that outfit" she said looking down at Jenny's dress with a frown.
"What's the matter with it?" asked Jenny, looking down at her dress.
"Vell, it's probably just me, but I think that those vite stockings make your legs look fat." said Sonja. Jenny leaned forward over the chair, peering at her calves.
"Do you really think so?" She asked, angling her feet back and forth to get a better view. "Oh yes, definitely. I vould be much happier if you would slip them off for me." A few hoots erupted out of the audience, and Sonja immediately raised her hand to quite them.
"Well, if you really think so!" she said, leaning over to slip off her shoes. She then reached up under her dress as demurely as possible, lifting her butt off the chair and working the hose down, finally slipping them off.
"Frank, could you please get rid of these hose?" He walked over, and Jenny placed them in his hand. "You can throw them out in that direction" pointed Sonja, and Frank gave them a strong heave. A roar went up, and it looked like a McGuire homerun ball hit into the grandstands, as a crowd of men dived after them!
"Slip the shoes back on, and let me have a look at you." Jenny did as she asked, standing up and slowly spinning, as Sonja looked her over. "That dress is much too long for you dear! Pull it up a little higher and let me see the difference." Jenny gathered both sides of the dress in her hands, and slid the material up to mid thigh. "Yes, just as I thought, that is much better. Wolf whistles and clapping were breaking out all around, but Jenny seemed oblivious to the noise.
"Frank, could you do me a favor, and bring over a pair of scissors?" He picked up a pair lying among the various supplies on the table, and presented them to Sonja. "Vould it be all right with you if Frank adjusts the length of your dress for me?" asked Sonja. Jenny hesitated, looking confused. "I don't think so!" she replied, looking very confused. "That's O.K. dear, I understand. I just vanted the best for you! I understand if you von't let me!" Sonja pouted, looking downcast. "Oh no! Don't be sad!" Jenny looked over at Frank and said "Go ahead and do it."
He knelt down in front of her, and started snipping from the hem straight up. The crowd started chanting "MORE! MORE!" He stopped mid thigh, and started cutting horizontally around the dress, until the scrap piece dropped free. Sonja stood back and surveyed the results. "I'm very disappointed vith you Frank! Look, I can see her slip showing! They both looked crushed. Sonja suddenly brightened up, and raised a finger. "I know vat ve can do! Frank, help her out of the dress you ruined! Her slip will make a beautiful dress! Don't you agree dear?" Jenny cleared her throat, and replied "Well if it would make you happy, I guess it would be OK."
He quickly stepped behind her, and unzipped the dress. The crowd burst out with applause and yells of encouragement, as she slowly slipped it from her shoulders, handing it to Frank. She stood with arms crossed over her chest, feeling very exposed. Frank tossed the dress into the crowd, causing another brief scuffle.
