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[[Trudy is deciding what to wear, while "Naughty Trudy" and "Angelic Trudy" (figments of her imagination) give her advice.]]
Trudy: [holding up a dress, and looking over her shoulder at the two "advisers"] I'll figure out what hallucinogen I accidentally took later, but I will NOT take fashion OR relationships advice from imaginary counsels.
Angelic Trudy: A wise decision.

Naughty Trudy: Look, this may be our last chance to make a move. Dazzle Nick with THESE [she grabs her breasts] and he may just forget little Miss Geekette.
Angelic Trudy: Now, nothing says we can't use our assets to woo the client, but Nick's a married man.

Naughty Trudy: [Placing a hand on Angelic Trudy's shoulder and gesturing with the other] We'll compromise, then. We can do elegant and sophisticated, but if we just HAPPEN to turn Nick on and HE initiates things, we'll bonk his brains out.
Angelic Trudy: [cautiously] Well, if HE were to make the first move, we can't REALLY be at fault...

Trudy: [covering her ears] I AM NOT LISTENING TO THIS IMAGINARY CONVERSATION!
<<POOF!>> [Future Empress Trudy appears]
Empress Trudy: Mind if I put in my two cents...?