You made a bet with your best friend and won. He bitched and moaned about losing and begged you to change your mind, but you held your ground. The next day, you met at your place where Tori, dressed as a maid, came to fulfill his part of the bet. He still looked sulky, with his pouty cheeks and frown. The ridiculous sight of him in his maid outfit made it impossible for you to keep a straight face. He glared at you and said,

“This is bullshit. I'll never make a bet with you again!"