Sally and Joanne are enjoying some burgers in the apartment as Joanne rolls up her wrapper to toss into the trash can. "Walk to the trash, you won't make it in, ya klutz!" Joanne smirked. "Oh? Wanna bet? If I make it in you show up to work in nothing but heels!"
"Hah! I'll take that bet any day of the week! You're on!" Sally smiled. She was very fond of teasing Joanne, and the thought of embarrassing her mishap prone friend again was an offer too good to pass up. Joanne lined up her shot and the wrapper flew through the air.
Sally's confident smile slowly faded as the balled up wrapper slowly but surely found it's target inside the trash can! "Hah! I win, see you tomorrow then?" Sally blushed but it wasn't a big deal, since she flew planes, she'd be in the cockpit most of the time, away from prying eyes.
The day of reckoning came and Sally showed up in the promised workwear. The staff ogled and cheered her on as Joanne showed up in casual wear. "Forgot your uniform Joanne?" "Funny, I was about to ask you the same thing!" Joanne shot back. "Actually, I'm a passenger this flight! I'll just be sipping on some champagne this time!"
Joanne looked at Sally's hat. "But first... You need to change!"
"What? I'm already stripped!"
"Yes but, you've got your pilot's hat on, you're the sole flight attendant! It's just a few people after all. Skylar's taking your place at the controls!" Sally realized her friends had taken the time to plan the entire thing out, and she had been played hard. Possibly for all the times she'd have the last laugh at Joanne's expense.
Soon it was time to board and the passengers arrived. They couldn't pry their eyes off her. Joanne stood with them, enjoying the sight as all Sally could do was greet them.
"W-welcome aboard!"