Honest

“What did you do? Why did you steal my body?” Miranda demanded.

Leonard didn’t quite know what to say. He bit his finger nervously. “I didn’t,” He stammered, “It just sort of happened.”

“Well, you seem pretty calm for someone who had nothing to do with this.”

“I’m not calm,” He continued, “But I am a little scared, but I guess I can’t complain.”

“Excuse me?”

“I didn’t cause it, but I can’t complain here. I mean, you’ve got a great body. Well, you HAD a great body. I guess I have a great body now.”

Miranda gave him a stern look.

“I’m just being honest!” Leonard exclaimed.