The longer Lydia listens to the loompettes twisted argument against her figure, the more she finds it to be true. When offered one final chance to defend herself, the most Lydia can muster is a sad, syrupy squelch. Is she hot or not?
Saddled with a warm, sticky belly sloshing and squeezing against her every strained seam, the conclusion to the debate is apparent.
Decidedly not.