Susan was in a car accident earlier today, but Mark insisted that she model, or else he would see that she "never got a modeling job in this town again." And she did the whole two hours without complaint, the poor thing. No, I lied about what Mark told her. He never said that stuff. What he said was, what he did to that plaster bust last week he'd do to her if she didn't get those clothes off. The guy is a loose dannon. I meant to write 'cannon', but it's funnier this way, like he's a pile of yogurt. See, that's how humor happens. You see a mistake and you take advantage of it. Plus you lie about people.