Hypnotist: "Alright, ladies and gentlemen, for my next act, I'm going to need a brave volunteer from the audience. Who's up for a bit of fun?"

The crowd murmurs, and a man eagerly raises his hand. He is sitting at a table for two with a pretty woman.

Man: "Pick me! I'll do it!"

Hypnotist: "Excellent! Come on up, sir. Now, what's your name?"

Man: "I'm Mike."

Hypnotist: "Alright, Mike, have you ever been hypnotized before?"

Mike: "Nope, never!"

Hypnotist: "Well, you're in for a treat. Now, just relax and focus on my voice. With each word I say, you'll find yourself sinking deeper and deeper into a state of relaxation."

The hypnotist begins his routine, using a combination of soothing words and gestures to induce a trance-like state in Mike.

Hypnotist: "Mike, you believe everything I say. When I count down from three to one, you will open your eyes and you are going to truly believe in every single way that you are my assistant. You have been working for me as my hypnotic assistant for years. Nod your head if you understand."

Mike nods his head.

Hypnotist: "And a count of three, two, one."

With a snap of his fingers, the hypnotist triggers Mike's new belief.

Hypnotist: "What are you doing? You know we have a show. Aren't you dressed?"

Mike: "I'm sorry, Sir."

Hypnotist: "Go backstage and get dressed. I'll keep the audience entertained until you are back."

Mike: Right away, Sir."

Mike scampers off. His hands are in the air as he runs. He holds up the hem of the imaginary dress he is wearing.

Hypnotist: "I'm sorry, Ladies and Gentlemen, but my assistant assured me that she would be right back. I guess I can do some card tricks while we are waiting."

Hypnotist: "Alright, folks, welcome back my lovely assistant."

When Mike returned to the stage, he was wearing a woman's leotard that looked like a black tuxedo with a light-pink shirt and bow tie, white tights, and black shoes with three-inch heels. He is moving like a dancer on heels.