Jon had a glazed look in his eyes, as though he was looking off into space.
"Jon? Earth to Jon!" Karyn said. After a second, Jon shook his head and looked at Karyn.
"Sorry Karyn, I totally, like, zoned out there for a sec. What were we talking about?" Jon giggled.
Giggled? Something wasn't right. Jon didn't normally talk like that. There was something odd about his body language, too. His posture had shifted, he was standing with one hand on his hip, which was slightly cocked. His other hand dangled limply at the wrist as he moved his arm around. He was moving... almost like a girl.
"Are you okay, Jon?"
"Great, hon. Why?" Jon walked over to the couch and sat, crossing his legs at the knee. "Aren't we going, like, to try one of these wigs?"
Something was definitely wrong. Jon was acting like some girly bimbo, and he didn't even seem to realize anything was wrong with that, or that he was already wearing a wig. And had he called her "hon?"
