The fact that I reversed that cliché makes it no less true, so shut up.
But in any case, it was a very unpleasant coincidence for Josh and Mandy that the day they finally decided to get intimate was the day of the Extrauniversal Bimillenial Governing Committee Conference and Clothing Exchange.
(On the same day, of course, is here used to mean "occurring simultaneously" since the Meeting is not held on Earth and thus the term 'day' holds little meaning.)
It was also very unfortunate that Triaech, a Committee Comrade (hey, I didn't make it up) and a language teacher, was in an extremely pissy mood due to cramps.
The exact words that Mandy used after the act was done in an effort to get Josh to do it again were so really exceedingly prodigiously unfortunate that I can barely think of enough adverbs.
"Josh," she said, "I'm gonna love you forever."
Triaech (pronounced Tree-ak, not Try-ache or Try-ay-ach, thank you very much) was not a romantic. Her attitude toward human love was "Why can't they just fuck and get it over with?" She had even less patience for imprecision of language. And, as was already mentioned, she had really bad cramps that day.
"Meeting called to order. Let us recite the Three-Hundred-Point Pledge."
Nobody remembered all of the Three-Hundred-Point Pledge, except for Elder Sister, who had a clipboard. So she recited, and the rest of the Committee stood in solemn lip-syncing silence.
Reciting the Three-Hundred-Point Pledge takes five Earth hours, so it's a dedicated member indeed who even attempts to pay attention for the whole thing. Triaech didn't need to. She had a TellTale, which looks like an iPod and allows the user to listen to other people's conversations.
How extremely coincidentally unlucky it was for Josh and Mandy that their conversation happened to be the one she listened to.