"Do you know how to get one of these things on? I mean, I've taken a bunch off," Steve said to Biff.
Biff rolled his, or rather her eyes. "Don't you think we have bigger problems than your breasts?"
"They are pretty big problems," Steve said.
"Man...if you start playing with them again, I swear I'll stop speaking to you."
"Aren't you...curious?"
"Look, man...I have a girlfriend. You're the one who will fuck anything with breasts. You probably deserve this," Biff said.
Steve actually giggled, then after a longer than normal pause about the fact he was giggling, he said. "You probably have a boyfriend now. If the rest of the school is all like this...I wonder what Sarah looks like as a boy."
Biff looked at him. "Are you on something? you don't actually like this, do you?"
"No," Steve protested. But he seemed to be coping by acting like the whole thing was amusing. It wasn't.
"Do you want to be seen like this?" Biff said, finishing putting on the clothes he found in the locker.
"Who would recognize me?"
"I did," Biff said. "You didn't recognize me."
"Everyone in the locker room was all over the school, and changed. And that announcement. I bet it happened to everyone. What are they going to say if they do recognize us?" Steve said. "They're all in the same boat."
Biff sighed. "I wonder what my dad is going to say."
"Maybe he's your mom now," Steve said, not knowing.
"Just put your clothes on," Biff said.
