You popped the red and yellow drops into your mouth. "I wish that dad would transform into a businessman when he comes into my room next," you wished, "He needs a new lifestyle, a new job." You then swallowed the drops.
"Dad!" you shouted from your room, "Can you help me with my math homework?"
"But you know I'm no good at math!" exclaimed your dad from downstairs.
You snickered. "Not for long," you muttered, "Please dad, just come up!"
"Alright, fine." said your dad, before he rushed to your room. As he opened the door however, he walked into the center of the room, blinked, and suddenly froze. You immediately closed the door before you watched, in amazement, as your father transformed.
You looked into your father's face. He was staring blankly ahead, into space. You noticed him shrink a little in height, to about the five foot and eleven inch mark. His hair started to grow back, and it grew to a medium-short length, spiking up in the front. His goatee completely disappeared. Your dad's face was rearranging itself to fit his new job. He was beginning to look like a bit of a male model. Businessmen are generally good looking. Your dad was losing weight fast too. His beer belly was now gone, and he was very thin. His clothes transformed into a suit, and his shoes transformed into dress shoes.
Your dad blinked one again, and spoke to you in an unfamiliar voice. But what did he say?
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