Great

"This is... I know everything! I mean, I can just tell that I know already!" Lisa's eyes were almost glowing. "I know Dolly's tricks for making scissor holds hurt worse, I know all of Melissa's wrestling moves, and I'm..."

Lisa suddenly frowned.

"I'm smarter. I can, like, feel Wendy's smarts in my own head."

"Intelligence isn't just something to be mocked and given wedgies, Lisa."

Lisa didn't care about anything Elizabeth had to say, though.

"I need better hair. Short is stupid and black? What was I thinking? I need my stylist, and then I need to go shopping, and I need to call the girls and show them that now I'm the boss and I can kick all their asses! And then I'll get in the ring and kick everyone's ass and be the World Champion!"

Without even bothering to say thank you, Lisa ran out of Elizabeth's lab, naked.

"The combined powers of six spoiled brats is still a spoiled brat. Ah well." Elizabeth pushed a button, and the machine folded itself back into a couch. She sat down on the couch and began mentally composing an explanation to Tanya about all this.