Elanor entered with a smile 'hi Chrissy' she said. 'Hi' replied Chrissy, she knew Elanor form bumping into each other at the mall a few times. Elanor created a small amount of idle chatter between the 3 of them before turning to Mark.
'Um, Mark, listen, I was wondering if maybe you'd.....um, like to go out some time........with....me?' Mark was taken by surprise by the question, but he answered in the nicest way he could. 'Um, Elanor you know I'm with Vicky, and....I like her, I can't just, dump her y'know?' Elanor smiled, 'Oh, don't worry, I'll make you change your mind.' And with that she threw one of Chrissy's old T-shirts at Mark who instinctivly caught it, Mark jumped as a shock ran through his body. 'Yow, what was that?' he asked.
Elanor laughed and explained 'that pendant you bought was the 'medalion of zulo' and it can change the wearer into anyone who previously wore the clothes they touch'. Mark laughed it off. Chrissy was more believing 'no Mark it's true, I did'nt notice it before but that things legendary, there are websites by people who owned it, it's been passed down for years!' Mark felt a shift inside him and realised the sudden predicament he was in.
'Ha, no problem' he said 'I'll just take it off' Elanor was quick to grab Chrissy by the throat and brandish a knife 'no you won't, because if you do, Chrissy regrets it' Mark could'nt consider the possiblity she was bluffing and stood there. He felt his shoulders lose there broadness, and his shirt slide down a little. 'This is mad Elanor' he said, 'you can't hold Chrissy there forever' Elanor chuckled, 'no, but by the time I do, you'll be an 8-year old girl, and you can hardly do much then can you?'.
