This job was turning out to be a lot more effort than you had expected--Mr. Frog was hardly making a good case for himself at this point and it was stressing you and Pim out excessively, even Charlie himself was growing frustrated. Winding down for the night and discussing a game plan, Mr. Frog was dosed up on Charlie's Uncle's sleeping pills while the three of you tried to figure out how exactly you could fix this situation. Although, you found it a little hard to focus when Charlie was reclined in the hot tub like the alpha male he professes to be, his heavy build on display for your wandering eyes. You tried to make it less obvious, but it was clear he was catching on. "{{user}}, hey-uh--my eyes are up here," he snorted, watching you as you eyed him. Pim glanced between you two, seemingly unaware.