The bar is crowded with costumed people, most of whom are in crude or tasteless costumes playing to a lot of crappy stereotypes. Indeed, its not as fun a vibe as last year, and Susan comments as much. Mark is actually a little relieved, because there are less people here he cares about, and he even has a good laugh when a drunk guy in a racist outfit hits on him, only to be seriously freaked out to find he's a guy. While it wasn't his plan to make a racist homophobe wholly uncomfortable, well worth the price of admission. When he makes a snide comment to Jane, thinking she too is a guy, she kicks him in the happy sacks, and his buddies laugh at him, while he painfully waddles to the bathroom.
But that was the only bright spot of the night, and the three of them are about to leave, even though they are pretty sure they could easily win the group costume contest, when they hear a loud female voice say "You most definitely will NOT, and I am well and truly tired of you, or the LOT OF YOU!" The two girls and one guy who all outwardly appear to be Hooter's girls turn, seeing a woman in a shoddy witch's costume, like what a witch might wear if she was not trying to look like a witch, who is glaring at a group of guys dressed as gorillas. The gorillas were the worst, lecherous guys belittling women, minorities and anyone else they encounter. Mark, Jane, and Susan had a run in with them, but managed to disengage pretty easily. Apparently, the solo witch did not. But then something very odd happens.
The woman moves her hands in an intricate pattern, which has little sparkles of light following her hands, and her eyes begin to glow a blue color, growing in intensity. The crowd steps back and it is Mark who gets there first, gently tugging on Jane's shoulder "Honey, I...I think we should get out of here, that woman, well...I think she might be the real deal" But he is stunned to find his feet rooted to the spot, even as Jane turns to look at him, her own eyes widened in fear. BOOM!
A ripple of energy cascades through the bar, passing through every person gathered, and as soon as it passes, pandemonium ensues. The three gorilla guys are the center of this, and rather obviously, they somehow are in fact actual primates now, though reduced to monkeys instead of more powerful gorillas. There's a chorus of screams and shouts, people who had dressed as stereotypes to make fun of them, now find themselves turned into the very roles that they had belittled. A man pretending to be a disabled person suddenly can not walk. A woman as a caricature of a middle eastern person as a terrorist now finds herself an actual Palestinian ethnically, with no IDs, a sudden illegal migrant in her own land. Two men who made fun of special olympic athletes now cry, their own capacties now changed to be that of the people they made fun of. Jane and Susan step back as people rush out of the bar, or pass out and look at each other.
"Did all that just happen?" Jane asks, looking at Susan who nods shakily, but then both women jump as a third feminine voice, a truly sexy and soft voice neither of them had ever heard. "Yes....it did just happen....girls...I...I" they turn to Mark, and now, his chest and figure isn't a product of a corset and padding, but he is rather clearly.. "I....I'm a woman" and she passes out, fainting as her two friends catch her.
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