It was Stacy

It was Stacy. Leslie picked up. Leslie hoped that this odd change would wear off and he would somehow return to normal and he would have an advantage hitting on her.
"Hi Stacy, what's up?", Leslie said.
"Well, I'm going out dancing tonight and it sounds like you are new in town care to join me?", Stacy replied.
"What should I wear?"
"Try that red dress. I think it would look great in a club."
Stacy arrived 20 minutes later. Leslie had put on the red dress and new boots but had done nothing makeup wise.
Stacy smiled when she saw her "They lost your makeup bag too? Not a problem"
Stacy put some dark red lipstick on her, some glittery eyeshadow, some mascara and eyeliner and finished by adding a cute set of hair barrets.
Leslie looked in the mirror. That girl was fine.
"Aren't you the hottie? Let's go."