"No, that's your real daughter. She'll remember everything you say here."
Lorie looked at Samantha sheepishly. "Oops. I tried to hide my slutty side around you because I didn't want you to pick up the same bad habits I did. I guess that cat's out of the bag now."
Samantha was still staring at her mom.
Lorie turned to Jack.
"I was a bit of a wild child and got pregnant with Sammy when I was sixteen. When she was six, I caught her trying to imitate a rather lewd dance I'd done a few times, and realized I was having the wrong kind of influence on her. So I started channeling my straight-laced mother."
"That was an act?!" asked Samantha, sounding betrayed.
"Not an act, so much as I hid the parts of myself I thought would have a bad influence on you."
"While your daughter comes to terms with the fact that her mother is not as plain-Jane as she thought, let me explain why you are here."
