The wig Jon pulled out was a shiny, wavy, platinum blond wig. It was long, it looked like it would go past the shoulders of the wearer. Even though it was stuffed into a box with about 50 other wigs, it looked perfect. As though it had just been styled.
"Wow, that looks just like real hair," Karyn said.
"Feels like it too," Jon said. "Here, try it on," Jon handed the wig to Karyn.
"Why would I want that?" Karyn handed it back.
"It's a girl's wig, you're a girl."
"Jon, I'm already a blond, remember?"
"Oh yeah. Let's see what else is in here."
"Oh, try it on Jon," Karyn said with a laugh.
"I'll look ridiculous."
"That's the point. Besides, we're the only ones here. You might make a cute blonde."
"Very funny," Jon said as he reluctantly slid the wig into place on his head. Karyn started giggling as the golden locks fell past Jon's shoulders, framing his face perfectly. But then, Jon gave her an odd look.
"What's wrong, Jon?"
