"I think I'm gonna come with you," Jon said.
"Bimbo Services, Inc. is no place for a guy," replied Zoe.
"What?"
"It's for girls only. Jon, honestly, I don't know why you're acting like this." She shook her head. "Anyway, whatever. Bye, Jon."
"Wait!"
"What is it?" she said, obviously annoyed that Jon was keeping her there.
"You're so different," Jon said to himself.
"Different? How?"
"Well, you used to be a Goth. Now you look totally different."
"A Goth? What's that?"
"You don't know what a Goth is?"
"No. I've never heard the word before."
Jon couldn't have changed the world that much. He went and looked up "Goth" on the internet, but he couldn't find the term anywhere. He typed in the word "Gothic", but only came up with gothic architecture.
"Satisfied?" Zoe said.
"Not really."
"Well, it doesn't matter. I've got to get to work."
"Wait."
"What is it now?"
"How many people have you fu ... I mean, had sex with?"
"Oh. Well, let me see. I think I'm up to about 80 or 90. They keep records at BS Inc."
"80?!"
"Yeah, I know. It's not that much. But I'm hoping to get as much as Karyn. She's up to about 500, you know."
"Karyn's a slut!" Jon yelled out.
"A what?"
What did I wish for last night? Jon thought to himself.
