"Or maybe Mrs. Ellington?" The tall, pale, bald man in the perfectly tailor black pinstripe suit said with a laugh.

"Mrs... Ellington? Oh god, she has a husband?"

"She does, but I doubt she can please him now, not unless he's into men! More specifically, not unless he's into you earlier today!" The tall man said.

"Why would you do this to us?"

"My dear man, I did it because it is entertaining to me. See, she seems rather taken with your new body, I must say. Maybe she has a side I didn't anticipate, which would be very interesting indeed. Now you, I doubt you have that. I figure you for a more conventional, read, boring type, but I could be mistaken on that."

Just as the tall man finished speaking a knock was heard at that door.

"Who is that?" He softly asked the tall man.

"Well, she's realtor, so either clients, one of her fellow realtors, or maybe even her husband. After al, it is about dinnertime and this was her last house to show, so maybe he's just looking for his dear, sweet wife. His search would be fruitful, as most of her is still here, but the rest of her has absconded. Anyway, I must take my leave. Oh, do close up when you go, as she isn't here, please? One must always be careful with these things, you never know what might happen otherwise!"