"Okay, I wish that Jon would think that Karyn is Jon's father and that Karyn would think that Jon is Jon's mother."
They looked at the screen again, and Karyn and Jon had calmed down.
"What were we arguing about, dear?" Jon asked Karyn.
"I don't know hon, it seems to have just slipped my mind," Karyn said. "Must not have been very important.'
"Honey," Jon said.
"Yes?"
"Does something seem... odd to you?"
"No, everything's fine, why?"
"Well, something seems, I don't know, different somehow. My clothes feel kind of small on me. I don't look fat in this outfit do I?"
"Of course not, you're beautiful."
"It's just that my skirt feels way too small, and your clothes look a bit big on you."
"I'm sure it's nothing. I'll bet you can fit into anything in that closet. Tell you what, how about you and I go out to dinner tonight? I'll wear my best suit, and you can wear that little black dress you just got. We'll leave the kids money for pizza or something, and it'll be just you and me."
"Oh, that sounds fabulous! I sure hope I can fit into that dress, though. I've been working out, and I'd like to see this diet pay off."
"You'll look great, honey. I think I'll go mow the lawn, and the car needs an oil change, so I'll be outside for a while."
"Okay. Maybe I'll make some lemonade for you. I know how working in the hot sun makes you all... sweaty..." Jon said seductively.
"I know..." Karyn said, and the two kissed.
"Auughh," Keith said, "Are Jon's parents really this horny?"
"I don't know," Eric replied, "That's part of why I tried this. I wanted to see if changes made in behavior actually create new memories."
"Well, should we keep watching, then?"
