"What's wrong with how I'm acting?" Biff asked.
She really doesn't notice, Sarah thought. She looked at him. "Who am I?"
"Sarah," Biff said, rolling her eyes in a way Sarah found annoyingly familiar.
"Do you who you are?"
"Come on, Sarah...what's with the fifth degree? Are we going to go shopping or not?"
She tried a different test. "Biff, I'm breaking up with you. As long as you're a girl...at least."
Biff blinked a few times. That seemed to get her to realize what was going on. "I think we'd better call my parents," she said, suddenly.
She turned around, preparing to look for her cell phone...it had been in her pocket...along with her wallet...before her pants turned into a skirt...
She bumped into someone heading through the parking lot. The person suddenly made a pained noise, but started to go on.
Sarah suddenly paused...remembering that same thing happened to her and Biff just before... "Wait," she called to them.
They turned around...
