Jamie ran off. How could Rick act like this? First not understanding her perspective when Tony insulted her not knowing she was there. Then obsessing about her breasts. She was a girl now; she had feelings like any other girl! Rick couldn't keep treating her like she was the old Jim.
As she left, she wasn't sure where to go. She reached the ladies' room and entered, then wiped off her makeup and applied it again, but there really wasn't much wrong with it. And as she looked in the mirror, she realized something was wrong that had been bugging her. She knew that face. She didn't realize it because now that she was a girl a lot of things seemed familiar that didn't seem so before anyway--like putting on makeup--but her face in the mirror was particularly familiar, and she knew why.
Her eyes brightened. She knew where to go. When she was Jim, she had been in front of a particular pole on the field where they were having the dance. She went over to the pole and waited. It didn't take long, at all.
She smiled at the approaching Jim. "Hi," she said, trying to imitate what she remembered Jamie doing. It felt so natural, anyway.
"Er, hello," said Jim. "Do I know you?"
"No, I'm Jamie," she replied. "I'm here with a friend, but he said it was a date without asking me. So I went off on my own."
"I don't want to get into this," said Jim. "Make your friend angry..."
"Oh, come on," said Jamie. "I can guarantee you you won't even see him." Which, having forgotten Rick's plan to use memory spells, she decided was true. Rick wouldn't dare come close or risk messing up the past, since she didn't remember being Jim and seeing him there.
"I'll take your word for it," said Jim. "Would you like to dance?"
"I thought you'd never ask," she said. It was strange, dancing with yourself. If she had always been a girl, she'd probably have been talking girl friends about guys and hearing stories, which may be true or not. But she knew Jim very well. She knew that any bad rumors about him weren't true... well, not every one, but the ones that had to do with him and girls. And fantasizing what he would look like undressed was easy to do, since she still had her Jim memories, just a different perspective on them.
Jamie was happily dancing with Jim when Rick saw them. "Of all the nerve," he thought. "That's Jim. He can't do that with herself. I've got to stop him..." He took a few steps towards the couple and then stopped. Jim was at the dance and he didn't remember Rick being there. He could use those spells he had planned... But there was another choice.
He made the modification he was thinking about, and cancelled out the feminine perspective part of the spell.
Jamie and Jim were, at this point, in the middle of a kiss. Jamie remembered that as Jim, she had kissed Jamie, but Jaime had had to go do something. But she liked Jim. She didn't want to leave. Yet she remembered Jamie leaving--if she didn't leave, she'd be changing the past.
Suddenly she realized what she was doing. She was a she in body, but she was also acting like a girl for some reason. Kissing a guy. It felt weird, her lips on his. She couldn't smell his breath, for some reason. She tried to stop as gradually as she could--but knew the other Jim would still find it a little strange. But then, in two weeks he'd know what had happened. "I've got to go do something," she said.
"Bye, Jamie?" said Jim. "See you later?" Jim looked disappointed, but Jamie said "I'm sure we'll meet again." Meanwhile Rick was trying to stay partly hidden. She walked towards Rick just as he went around a corner, and met him on the other side.
"All right, Rick," she said. "What's going on?"
"You tell me what's going on. Are you still upset over the "understanding a girl's feelings" thing?
"Of course not," said Jamie. "What was that, anyway? It feels like it could have been a spell."
"You think I'd cast a spell like that deliberately? Make you go all emotional on me?"
"I think you'd try a spell and mess it up."
"Well..." said Rick. "You're right. I think I've got it down."
Before Jamie could say "No," Rick cast it. "Oooh," she said. "My head..."
"All right, tell me who was frozen in carbonite."
"Han Solo and probably a half dozen characters in the books and comics. If we're going to talk sci-fi, how about time travel paradoxes. You know, I remember having met Jamie. I'm her now, so I have to do what she did, or avoid messing up the past. Besides, I think Jim is cute.
"Great. Well, it worked. You're thinking like a girl, but not so much that you're like a different person. Do you know how to put on makeup?"
"Of course I do, Rick. I've been putting on makeup for years-- wait a minute. No, I haven't. It just felt like it."
"All right, it seems like the spell is working. You won't go tripping over your heels, but you're not going to be an emotionally needy bitch. I'm not big on mind control anyway. Now how about a dance?"
