"Get your hand off my ass you pervert!... hey, where'd you go? Get a hold of yourself Jen, you did not just hallucinate that..." the woman said, rubbing her eyes.
From behind her, a sheepish voice said, "Um, no you didn't... Little help?" Jen snapped around, trying to find the girl again, making Jamie dizzy. "Whoa! Easy there!You don't want to fall and bust your me. The mirror. Look behind you in the mirror!"
Jen finally did so, then just stared in confusion. There was an image of an eye on top of each of her cheeks... and they were blinking! Her eyes widened as she heard the voice again, but couldn't hear it as she was too mesmerized. As the eyes blinked and looked up at her, she could see the corners of a mouth, almost completely buried in her large rump, moving along with the voice. "A face," she muttered, "there's a face on my ass. And its talking to me... but wait, where's the nose?"
Jamie felt a hand on each side of her face, starting to shakily spread her face "Trust me! Its there!.. its really, really there, and its really, really working..." The hands quickly released. "Look, its a really long story, but yes, I'm a person, and yes, I've, uh, been turned into your ass. This kinda thing happens a lot to me. Look, I know its a pain in the, well, me, but do you have anything silver on you?" The woman apparently called Jen shook her head no. "Well, can you go to a jewelry shop? I'll pay you back, you just need to touch it to me for three seconds, and I'll be out of your life. OK?'
Jen replies simply...
Option One: "uh, uh, OK... anything you want ass lady" - shocked, scared, but willing to help
Option Two: "Absolutely not. I don't have enough time for my errands as is. I might later if I have time" - indifferent, self absorbed
Option Three: " This. Is. So. Cool!!! I have to go show my friends! They're going to be so jealous, none of them have talking animated tattoos! Or whatever the hell you are. It doesn't matter anyways, 'cuz from now on all you are is MINE!" - possessive, immature