Biff had been "ghettoized" just like Sarah, dressed like some street thug from "the hood", but like Sarah, he remained white. It seemed that whatever was happening was only affecting their lifestyle, not their heritage.
"What the hell you talkin' about, baby?" Sarah asked. "There ain't nothin' wrong with me."
"You got that right," Biff said. "You are one fine-lookin' piece of ass."
Sarah smiled. "Really?"
"Yeah, bitch, really."
Jon and Karyn looked at each other again. "Jon, I think we just figured out what your wish did," Karyn said.
Jon nodded. "But how do we stop it? I ... I left the stone at home."
"You what?"
"Well, I didn't want to risk losing it. I just thought I could make wishes after school, in my bedroom."
Karyn groaned. "Then the only thing we can do is try to get everyone out of here. If the transformations happen by touch ..."
"Yeah, I know."
