Steve Farber entered his room only to see an oddly familiar looking girl on his computer looking at a picture of Biff.
"He, who are you?" he said. "You... wow. I think I'm falling in love." Stephanie's wish to find her beauty irresistible was certainly working.
Stephanie didn't immediately recognize the voice, since someone's own voice doesn't sound to other people like it does to yourself, but she was certainly able to recognize the appearance. "Never mind second hottest," she said. "You're better. But what happened? How could you possibly be here?"
The truth was, she just didn't understand how Jon's Facebook application worked. "I thought I came from here to Jon's room... but you're already here," she said. "I don't get it. But I'm Stephanie Farber. I was Steve. I'm supposed to be you, or you're supposed to be me."
"That's a good trick," said Steve, "you do look a lot like me, but I don't have boobs. Are you a fan? You must have gotten a copy of my uniform. It doesn't fit you."
Sheepishly, Stephanie realized that she never did anything to change it. "I just appeared in Jon's room like this."
"Oh? Stephanie or other-me or whoever you are, who's Jon? Your boyfriend?"
"Silly, I don't have a boyfriend. He's someone who made me like this and who I guess everyone thinks is Jane now. Now, I'm going to be staying here with you so I really hope you don't mind...."
