"College student's always love Johnson's instant mashed potatoes!" The woman on the mic said pointing over towards Jon who had a little cup of mashed potatoes in his hand. "All you need is a microwave and in 2 minutes." She paused for a moment. "BOOM! Delicious mashed potatoes ready to be devoured!" Jon watched on as the woman continued to work the mic and engage with the passing fairgoers. She had a swagger and a confidence to her that Jon could really appreciate. It reminded him of those classic informercials where the host's charisma, charm, and quick wit captivated the audience as they pitched less than stellar products.
"Here try the loaded mashed potatoes." The cute girl said handing Jon another small cup of mashed potatoes.
Jon, not about to turn down free food, took the small cup and quickly devoured the mashed potatoes as he studied the woman. "I'm definitely going to get something from her, but I wonder what it will be?" Jon thought as he watched her draw in another passerby. "Maybe it will be something like her white teeth... Or maybe I'll get her nose. It really gives her that cute quality..." Jon tossed his empty sample cup in the trash as he watched her flip her hair over her shoulder. "My hair is great... But she looks like she could be in a shampoo commercial..." Jon glanced back over at the woman on the mic. He didn't really find her all that attractive, but he could appreciate her silver tongue. "I guess I should get moving..." Jon thought as he dropped his gaze to the ground and headed back down the sidewalk.
A few minutes later Jon had successfully maneuvered through the growing crowd of people and into a less densely packed portion of the fairgrounds. Looking up to survey his surroundings Jon recognized the fence that ran around the perimeter of the fairgrounds. "Perfect!" Jon thought as he glanced back towards the center of the fairgrounds. "Damn that's filling up fast..." Jon let out a sigh and looked down at his body. "Well what did I get?" Jon began to pat down his body trying to figure out what exactly he had gained from the cute mashed potatoes girl. "That's weird..." Jon patted his belly which felt soft and protruded a bit more than he had expected. "When did I?... O wait..." Jon shook his head remembering how all of his drinking in college had caused him to pack on the proverbial freshman 15.In Jon's case most of that weight went to his now small beer belly. "Well that's unfortunate." Jon continued poking and prodding his body until his braid fell over his shoulder.
"Hold up." Jon blurted out as he held his braid in front of his face. "I got her hair?" He mumbled as he starred at his thick and luxurious midnight black hair. Tossing the braid back over his shoulder Jon began to realize what this meant. "I can get traits that override other traits... And traits can..." Jon rubbed his belly that was well hidden under his baggy hoodie. "They can mix with one another... Holy shit..." Jon closed his eyes and began to rub his temples. "Crap..."
Jon's pity party was interrupted by the sound of a pack of cyclists riding down the road just outside of the fairgrounds. "Wait..." Jon's eyes stayed fixed on the pack until they disappeared out of sight. "I could steal a bike! Holy shit! I could steal a bike!" Jon pumped his fist in celebration and set out to find a bicycle to steal.
