Well, they can't leave her here.

Something occurred to Mark. "Hey, Lily's turned into something different than either of our ideals. Why doesn't she just look like one or both of us?"

Lily sat idly, unbothered by the conversation. "That's one of the effects of the high dose of A pills," Jen replied to Mark. "Rather than conform to our subconscious desires, we can change her at will. Watch."

She stared intently at the girl. After a few seconds, her hair shortened to a pixie cut and her legs grew several inches. She looked down at herself and grinned. "Cool."

"So it goes without saying we can't leave her here, yeah?" Jen sniffed. "I guess we'll have to take her with us."

"Yeah, even though she's kind of a shell it'd be cruel to leave her behind. Besides, who knows - maybe she'll still be useful."

At this, the petite woman lit up. "Thanks!"

"Ok, Lily." Mark said. "We're working on a way to let you help us. In the meantime it might be fun to mess around with you a little."

"Ok." She said agreeably.

"Lily, what's your favorite color?"

She shrugged. "I dunno."

"Is it red?"

"Yeah! It's red!"

"Or is it toast?"

She crinkled her nose. "Toast isn't a color!"

"But is it your favorite color?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Ok, my turn." Jen turned to Lily. "Lily, can you act like me?"

"Yep!" Lily just smiled. Jen rolled her eyes.

"Lily, act like me."

Suddenly the woman looked horrified. "What the fuck did you do to me? You turned me into some kind of zombie! I'm never gonna be a real person again!"