"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.