They had to miss their next class while Leslie, now wearing Stacy's body and clothes, agreed with Stacy, now wearing Marcia's body, how to proceed.
Given what had happened and seeing "Marcia" so calm, Stacy had come to trust Leslie. She believed him when he said they could reverse the swap after 12 hours, at around 1 am that night. They just had to pretend to be each other until then.
As a final touch Leslie went to hug Stacy to comfort her. His phone suddenly vibrated.
"Leslie, where are you? I'm waiting for you to swap." It was from Marcia.
"Marcia, something came up... I accidentally swapped with Stacy... We'll have to wait to swap back... We're on our way there, pretend you're me, as I haven't told her I'm not really Marcia..." replied Leslie while walking back.
"WTF, Leslie?"
"I know... BTW, Stacy had invited me to a meetup tonight... can you tell her you can't make it? I don't think it's wise to attend under the circumstances..."
"Sure..."
Marcia was waiting with a weird look on her face. Was it relief? Joy maybe? Leslie couldn't tell, but it was definitely not the look of someone who wanted to change back to normal...
"Hey Marcia, Stacy, how are you?" greeted them Marcia. At least she was playing along. "Stacy, I meant to tell you, I won't be able to go to the meetup tonight... I have... things to do... Next one, maybe?"
"Uhm..." started Marcia when Leslie interrupted her.
"Sure, Les, no prob. I was just talking to Marcia about it, we'll go together. Right, Marcia?"
"Yeah... it will be fun I guess." said Stacy.
Awkward silence...
"Ok... see you tomorrow I guess." said Marcia and left. Once she was out of hearing, Stacy let out a sigh.
"12 hours to go... I don't think I'll be able to do this, Marcia... I won't be able to hold it when they talk to you..."
