To stop the spread

Pete shrugged, "It's fine. I didn't use it apparently. So..." He looked to Leanne and back to Tiffany, "What did you two talk about last night?"

Leanne answered, "I told her the truth. The curse and how to cure it by passing it on."

Pete nodded, "Tiffany did you hear Kelly just now?" She shook her head, "She said you can also cure it by waiting it out...except that you'll experience significant um...breast growth that way."

Tiffany looked down at her own chest, "Well I'm already so much bigger...how much are we talking?"

Pete shrugged, "I have no clue."

Leanne chimed in, "You do what you want. I'm going to pass it on. I just need to figure out how."

"Just write free-hugs on your chest and head to campus. You'll get mostly guys, but probably not too long before you get 9 girls."

"Wait," Tiffany sounded angry, "You can't. You can't just go around cursing innocent people like that. Especially when none of them will know why or how to cure themselves. I won't let you."

Leanne laughed, "Won't? How are you going to stop me."

As fun as a cat fight sounded, Pete wasn't in the mood, "Stop! You two can do whatever you want but don't involved me. Just take it outside."

Tiffany suddenly pulled something from behind her back, Pete hadn't even realized she was carrying anything. Shit! He glanced over to the coffee table and back. It was one of the items from the store. How did she know about those? "I don't know what this does but if you don't agree to stay here with me I'll use it." She aimed it at Leanne, but Pete didn't feel safe standing nearby. He started to back away but she moved her aim to him, "You stop too! I'm serious." Pete put his hands up.

Leanne took a step forward, "Tiffany, put that down. You have no idea what it does. You could make things way worse...."