"Are you done?" Zhe Chouhen asked at a closed doors.
"Er, not yet. I'm a little stuck..."
"Stuck?" Zhe Chouhen narrowed his eyes.
"Stuck."
That doesn't help at all for Zhe Chouhen to figure out what he's stuck with. "Okay, can I get in and help you be... unstuck?"
"Yep, yep."
Zhe Chouhen opened the door and found a half-dressed Renfield... lying on the floor and stuck at putting on his own pants.
"I must have gotten fatter. I'll be like Mr. Fatbug soon. He's a housefly, by the way, they're very chubby." Renfield said while trying hard to pull his pants up his hips.
"Jesus." Zhe Chouhen covered his eyes. "You said I can go in, I didn't know you meant stuck this way!"
"Hm? But I really am stuck and need help, Drac." He just blinked innocently.
"I can't help you with this, it's too..." Zhe Chouhen tried to find the words. "Too... Anyway, just try to find some other pants to wear. Then call me once you're FULLY dressed."
