Suddenly Jon, now a gorgeous blonde with vey little intellect, appeared in the center of the North Mall's food court.
"Karyn?" he asked softly.
"Hey, baby," came a voice from behind him.
He spun around to reveal a 16 year old kid who definitely thought of himself of more mature than he actually was.
"I wish you'd come back to my place," he grinned, but the instant he said it, he turned around and left.
"Where you going, man?" asked his friend, but he just walked off.
Now the friend approached Jon and began hitting on her.
"What say you and me find some place quiet," grinned the kid.
"Please..." said Jon, "Go away you little brat."
"I wish this taco weren't so cold," said a nearby diner.
"Actually, yeah," said Jon, not believing what he was saying, "Do whatever you want with me!"
"You serious?" the kid grinned, "Fuck yeah, let's get outta here."
"Mine's not cold," said another diner, "but I can't eat the whole thing. I just wish they made these things a lot smaller."
The kid turned around to make sure the woman was following him, but saw nothing but a pile of clothes.
"What the fuck?" he said to himself, having seen the woman standing there a moment ago. He walked, off, feeling cheated.
