Find Rauru!

For a moment or two Sheik struggled to think of a way to leave the bimbos behind. Then, he had it. "Hey, uh, girls?" The assorted crowd of bimbos turned to face him. "I, like, need to go get my hair done, but you guys should have fun while I'm gone, 'kay?" They seemed to accept that excuse, what with their descent into giggles, hugs, and confusing conversations that went into circles. Once Sheik managed to slip away, he pulled out his harp, which was now pink for some reason, and played the unique melody he knew that would take him directly to Rauru.

The Sage of Light was not expecting a curvy blonde woman who looked as though she had more dresses than brain cells to appear before him. Eyeing Sheik warily, Rauru asked, "May I ask who you are and how you got here, young lady?"

Sheik let out a sigh and tried his best to explain what had happened, which wasn't easy considering his mental circumstances. "Like, Rauru, it's me, Sheik! I used to be a hot girl turned into a hot guy, but now I'm, like, I hot girl turned into a hot guy turned into an even hotter girl!"

Confused, Rauru did some magic stuff, Sheik didn't really know what, he wasn't paying that much attention, and nodded gravely. "It is you, Sheik! You're under a heavy enchantment. Who did this to you?"

"It was totally that jerkface Mask Salesman! He gave the Hero a mask that made him, like, super hot and stuff, and then it spread to Impa, and then me! They've been going around spreading it like a...um...like a sick thingy," Sheik said, confused.

Rauru sighed. "A virus." The sage seemed to think on that, before having an idea.