Mark wants to talk first.

Jen desperately tried to think about her options. She couldn't come up with any other way out. She had to see Grink.

As she started the car, Mark spoke softly. "Hey Jen?" She was taken aback by his seriousness. "Yeah, Mark?"

Mark furrowed his brow, trying to think through what he wanted to say. "You said to give you the cure."

"Hmm?" She didn't have time to play twenty questions with this airhead. She pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward Grink's.

"You told Grink to give you the cure. What about me?"

Jen looked at him in shock. He didn't look like he'd been influenced - he was still the same top-heavy sexbomb wearing too much makeup and too little clothing. "You, uh, you want the cure?"

Mark looked dejected. "I mean, don't get me wrong. I think being a girl is fun, and I love these new knockers. But when we talked this morning you told me about how I'd be just like myself, but better. You said I'd be smart, and strong, and kind. You tricked me into taking this pill and then you tricked me into going in Grink's house and then Grink made me like this. I'm not following stuff super well right now but I think maybe I'm gonna be stuck like this forever."

Her mouth was hanging open. This tearjerker monologue couldn't have been more surprising if he'd concluded it with a mathematical proof. "No, buddy, we're gonna get you back the way you used to be. You're gonna be fine."

He was watching her intently as she spoke. "You don't have to lie. If I'm gonna be stuck like this it's ok. I like it - Grink is super cute and he has a ton of great ****. Well, he did until we took 'em. But if I'm stuck like this forever, would you make up something nice about me for my mom and dad? Tell them I went somewhere cool, like Spain or Hawaii or something."

They pulled to a stop in front of Grink's house and Jennifer steeled herself. She pictured Grink and realized he was seeming more and more attractive. She **** herself to remember what this bastard had done. He was selling pills that ruin people's lives. He was the reason they were like this. He needed to be stopped. She put her hand over Mark's and gave his a squeeze.

"You can tell your parents where you're going after you get your degree. Let's go nail this piece of shit to the wall and get our lives back."