"Babe," Jodi said, seeing her husband emerge from the antique shop. "I never thought I'd see you go into one first.

"Well, new body, new interests, I guess." He said sheepishly.

"Really now?" She said with a wry smile. "Well, lead the way in."

She took his soft, feminine hand and he led her into the shop. Jodi was loving every second of this. Her husband had adjust so well since that car crash and the head transplant to keep him alive. She was so proud of him and she loved how he was dressed now, so cute and chic!

She frowned when he got her inside, past all the old clocks and vintage furniture to a shelf with a bunch of vintage 1980's action figures. Well, she thought, nobody is perfect...