One of the things Karyn noticed was that Jon seemed to retain a bit of each race as he passed along. When trying on the French maid outfit, he still looked a little Asian thanks to the mix of the prior Chinese-Indian-Japanese outfits. His accent wasn't purely French either. She selected a final outfit for him and told him he had to buy this one.
"But Mademoiselle," He tried to protest.
"No, buts, just do it!"
After Jon changed, he burst through the dressing room door with a boatload of energy. He wore a Hello Kitty t-shirt, some tiny short shorts, and puffy sneakers. He had once again leaned towards being the Japanese race, and his straight dark hair was now in pigtails.
"I wondered how you'd change wearing that, Jon," Karyn told him, "I think you're embracing some stereotypes in your brain."
"Me?" He said with the Japanese accent, "How can I embrace stereotypes? I am Japanese! You're the white girl here! Stop having stereotypes about me!"
"Come on, Jon, stop messing around."
"Who's messing around?"
