Not great at first.

Regina entered the living room to see Madison sprawled out on the couch, scrolling on her phone. Madison hardly noticed her. Regina approached cautiously and, after not getting any response, cleared her throat. Madison's eyes flicked up at her for a fraction of a second. "Hey, Gina," she mumbled.

Regina stared at the golem incredulously. It was Madison's body, but everything about it was different. The posture, the movements - her whole vibe was completely transformed. Gone was Madison's puppy-dog energy, her empathetic smile, and her eagerness to be a part of whatever company she found herself in. The person in front Regina exuded a lazy, uncaring confidence that she could sit quietly and remain unnoticed. She looked like a terrible spy in an alien land, discordant and off-putting.

Even now, with Regina staring at her, Madison didn't even notice. She was somehow both more and less confident; the confidence of a man who didn't have to deal with the daily stress of someone's gaze lingering a little too long on them combined with the quiet, retiring nature of an introvert.

"Jay?" Regina asked hesitantly. Madison looked up and frowned.

"Who are you talking to?" she asked, her voice low and her affect flattened. Regina tried again, this time using her friend's name. This did the trick.

"What?" Madison asked gruffly. Regina realized she didn't have anything planned to say, and she stammered out a quick improvisation.

"I- you, uh, how are you doing?"

Madison put her phone down and fully engaged, her eyes filling with concern. "I'm fine. Are you ok? You're acting really spacy."

"Um." Gina looked around lamely. "I don't know. I'm fine, I mean. Can- can I sit here?"

Madison looked at the spot next to her on the couch, then shrugged. "Free country. Are you sure you're alright?"

Regina awkwardly sat down next to her friend and sighed. Madison even seemed to weigh more, as though the new script made her somehow denser. "Yeah, sorry, I just woke up from a nap. Uh, what are you up to?"

"Nothing much," Madison said, and reached for the remote. "You wanna watch something?"

Regina cleared her throat. "Actually, I was hoping we could just... talk."

Madison put the remote back and turned to her. Even though Regina was a good four inches taller than her, she felt somehow dwarfed by the golem. "Ok, weirdo. What do you wanna talk about?"

Regina stared at her for a second. "Ok, I need a do-over. Can we reset?" She looked around the room. "Pat? Can we get a reset?"

"Who's Pat?" Madison asked. She was clearly becoming irritated. "What do you mean, a reset?"

"Mads, you can stop it now. How do I unbind you? I want to start over."

Regina reached for her forehead but Madison swatted her hand away. "Unbind me? What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Right, you don't know you're a golem," Regina said.

"The fuck I am. What are you talking about?"

Regina pointed to Madison's body. "Look at yourself! You're in a girl's body. That doesn't seem weird to you? Come on, where the fuck is Pat?"

Madison looked down, then up. "I'm not in a girl's body!"

Gina sighed. "Fine. What do you call this?" She reached out and squeezed Madison's right breast. Madison shouted and slapped her hand away, then stood indignantly.

"I call it mangling my goddamn tit! Is this some kind of prank?"

"Wait," Regina said. "So you know you have tits. Do you know you have a vagina, too?"

Madison stared at her. "Ok, one of us must be having a stroke. Yes, Regina, I wash the fuckin' thing every morning. It's pretty hard to forget. Why are you quizzing me on my own fucking anatomy?"

"You've got tits and a pussy! How is that not a girl's body?" Regina demanded. She stood to face her irate friend.

"I'm a fucking dude, and it's my fucking body!" Madison shouted back. "Therefore it's a dude's body. What's gotten into you? Are you high or something?"

"Fine," Regina said, and reached towards Madison's forehead. "Let me show you something."

"Ok," Madison said as Regina's fingertips landed on her forehead. "But it better be fuckin'-"