Actually, let's go for strangers.

Jack, who had been referring to himself by his second name after Kate had refused to call him Jack as asked, pondered what he'd learned from this. Firstly, even if he'd change someone's body it would have literally no effect on their mind. Well, except of course adapting their memory to suit the change by default unless he chose a different setting on the remote.

Second, and that was the much more urgend part, he definitely wanted to shy away from using the remote on people he knew, at least for now. He wouldn't make any long-term pledges in this, for that he already liked the rush of power the remote gave him too much. Sooner or later he would, maybe even for something nice at first. Some restored youth here, some increased IQ there. But either way for now he wouldn't feel good knowing he was ruining lifes or relationships. Which, he didn't fail to notice, of course left the chance of doing this unknowingly, but he just calmed himself, claiming that to be something different.

But all that said he wanted to use his new toy on someone and use it quick. So simply waiting for another coincidental knock on the door was too slow for him. He grabbed his jacket and the remote, leaving the house only after making sure he could hide it comfortably but had it within reach at a moments notice. Once an opportunity revealed itself he definitely wanted to seize it. After he left he didn't have to walk that far to meet potential targets, but he didn't care for openly loving house wifes or mothers. He wanted to find himself his own play mate, not get a whole family. Not yet, anyways. Fast enough, however, he made his way to a near-by restaurant. The place itself being too fancy for his budget it was apparently a rather nice meeting spot for people. He saw a few couples as well as what looked like people looking for blind dates (Things like blatanly turned and waved roses were painfully obvious.).

One of the women however seemed simply annoyed. He liked how her brow furrowed as she kept trying not to watch the flirting couples around her. She was blonde, seemingly mid-twenty and definitely beautiful enough not to need to be jealous. Jack felt the weight of the remote in his pocket and was itching to use it when only a few steps away, still within his range of hearing, a loud yell drew his attention to a pair of a nervous middle-aged man and an enraged ravenhaired woman maybe barely into her thirties with an ample bosom that caught his gaze even over her unmistakeable breakup scene.

There were wonderful opportunities right there, only one of them was on the verge of storming away. He needed to decide which of them to hit with the remote in a matter of seconds.