"Then that's where we're going," Richard said.
"We are?" Amber asked.
"Yes."
Richard really wasn't doing it for Amber. He just wanted to get his hands on that wishing stone. On the flight from California to Pennsylvania, all he could think about was what he would wish for when he got his hands on that stone.
Amber, on the other hand, just liked to be close to her lover. With her new identity of being Richard's bisexual lover, Amber's memories of being Jon began to fade away.
Until they got to Jon's house. Then, they snapped back like punch in the face.
"Mom! The doorbell is ringing! Why don't you answer it?" yelled Jenna, from upstairs.
She opened the door to find a man in his mid-30's and a busty, and a bit slutty, blonde.
"Oh my god! Mom, what did they do to you?" Amber asked.
"I'm not your mother," said the woman dressed like hooker.
"Mom?" Richard asked Amber. "I thought your mom lived in San Diego."
"That wasn't my mom. That must have been Amber's."
"You are Amber."
Then it hit her. She had been thinking of herself as Amber, but she was really someone else. She tried to think, but couldn't remember her name. I think it starts with a "J". Julie? No, that's not it.
"Actually, I'm someone else."
"Who?" Richard asked.
"I ... I don't know."
