"Alright Sharon, let's get in my car and get you over to your place where you can put on some clothes," Jim said. "I mean, you look pretty good wearing nothing but drapes, but..." Jim smiled at her but his smile disappeared when Sharon slapped him across the face. "This is all your fault!" she cried.
Jim looked dumbfounded, "MY fault! I'm not the one who bought the Ray Gun! I'm not the one who brought it here! I'm not the one who--"
"--who shot me with it, thus turning me into a giantess and causing me to inadvertantly demolish my family's home?" Sharon finished his sentence with a mean glare.
"Uh, oh yeah, I guess it is my fault," Jim agreed sheepishly. "But listen, I'll make it up to you. Whoever sold this thing to you must have known what would happen if it ever got into the hands of someone like me. And foreknowledge means product liability!"
Sharon considered this for a moment and then grinned broadly. "Yeah! They're the ones who should pay for this mess!"
"So, where exactly did you get this thing?" Jim asked.
"At the mall," Sharon answered. "I found this really odd store. I'd never noticed it before."
Suddenly Jim recalled the strange store in the mall he had gone to and wondered if it was the same place. He hoped not. That place gave him the heebie-jeebies. "This store, it doesn't happen to be called Spells-R-Us, does it?"
Sharon shook her head, "No. The store I went to was Tomorrow Unlimited. It's a gift shop with weird, futuristic looking stuff. Gadgets, knick knacks; it's a novelty store."
"Well, let's get you dressed, and then we're going to pay a little visit to Tomorrow Unlimited," Jim said and started walking toward his car.
Wed Jun 5 03:37:58 2002