The girls watched as Jon came out from behind the Basement Bar, dressed in a tight red leather skirt, strapped heeled sandles, a tight pink tank top with the word "Cute" written in glitter across his chest. His face looked very pretty, because of the perfect makeup he had on.
All the girls were shocked for a few moments and then burst out laughing at him as he walked over to the couch and sat down. The girls quieted down after a bit and Sarah stepped in front of him.
"Oh, Jon... you look absolutely precious." She said to Jons discomfort. "And I guess after making that last wish, you're our friend, now and forever, so we had better just deal with this like grownups." Jon had a tear in his eye. "Hey, don't cry you'll run your makeup... oh wait, I guess it won't, it's always perfect."
"Sarah, why'd you have to do this? Why? I can't live like this!" Jon said, starting to cry.
"Hey Jon, look, I still have the stone... I'll fix everything for you... ok?" Sarah said. Jon, not fully aware just nodded in agrement.
"Ok, girls, should we do to help our new friend, Jon?" Sarah said looking for suggestions.
