He's intrigued.

"Well, we can't just leave her like this," Ross said, eliciting a disappointed groan from Madison.

"She was fine until you made her all loopy," Regina pointed out. "She and I spent all afternoon making all these tweaks. Why should we reset everything just because you got her golem-drunk?"

To their surprise, Pat spoke up. "I believe I may have a solution. Regina, I have a record of all the modifications you've made. I can return Madison to that state at any point, and if you'd like I can create a modifier script that includes all of your tweaks."

"Wow, she's good..." Madison muttered. "Golems are so useful."

Regina shrugged. "Fine by me. I want to get original Madison's opinion anyway."

"You mean the opinion you spent all afternoon changing?" Ross asked drily, but Regina refused to take the bait. "Fine. Pat, please return Madison to an unmodified state."

The golems made eye contact for a moment, then Madison gasped dramatically. She stared at Ross in shock, then began to laugh.

“Holy shit!” she exclaimed. “That was crazy!”

“Are you ok?” Ross asked.

“Of course!” Madison said immediately, delight written across her features. “I’m great! That was awesome, babe! I was completely different person, but I was still me... God, I was so mean!"

Ross was stunned, but Madison barely noticed. "I wanna try another one," she said. "What do you guys think? I could be a redneck, or a super girly girl..."

"How is this different from just altering your script?" Regina asked.

"It isn't!" Madison replied. "But it feels different now. It's a lot more interesting."

"The fact that you're feeling it at all is what's different," Ross said. "Mads, you're experiencing things now. You have subjectivity. All those emotions generated by the nitrated script have made you a you."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Regina demanded. They quickly explained the nitrated soil experiment.

"So if there's a real person in there, why would you let us fuck with you like that?" Regina asked.

"I didn't let you. I asked you to," Madison reminded her. "And whatever this little spark is, it's not bound to my identity like yours is. When you change my traits, I experience being different."

"It's like a diversity of experiences feeds it," Ross mused.

"Exactly!" Madison said. "Being the kind of antisocial gamer that Regina likes to hang out with is totally different from being my normal self. Speaking of which, I decided what I wanna be: a badass tough girl!"

"That seems pretty similar to your gamer persona," Ross said, but Madison shook her head.

"No, see, that's the interesting part. It's like I'm seeing someone else's mind from the inside. Trust me, Regina's mods didn't make me tougher." She turned to address Pat.

"Ok, here's what I'm thinking. Let's go stoic and reserved. Give me a calm, quiet confidence but a slightly menacing vibe."

"She can give you vibes?" Regina asked, incredulous.

"Of course. She also has a good reference base for this stuff. Think Trinity from the Matrix mixed with a little Kill Bill, but more relaxed."

Pat nodded and locked eyes with her. After a second, Madison gasped and stepped back. Her posture straightened slightly as she squared her shoulders and bent her knees slightly.

She examined her hands, clenching and unclenching them, then looked up to her friends.

"Cool," she said noncommittally.