"This is some nice wine." Russell said as he looked at it, ignoring Stacey behind him. He was too busy looking at the wine, and she seemed too busy having a completely meltdown. So, they were on different tasks, he decided.

As he took a sip, and finally heard her do more than just make surprised and scared noises and finally some words escaped her lips.

"No, not Angela! You, why did you do that to her? Why did you steal her body? Why did you steal it you psycho?!"

Her tone kept getting more angry and her voice louder and now he decided that ignoring her was no longer a viable thing. He looked at her and shrugged.

"She didn't get off too bad. It's not like my body was in poor shape. Solid muscle, good endurance, yeah I'm older than she was, but only about ten years or so. Or so. She'll be fine. As for why, why does anyone want a nice car, or a big house, or a beautiful painting? Answer that and you have my answer."

She just looked at him and when she went to speak, he noticed it was just more of the same. Rather than listen to more ramblings, he just left. When she wants to have a real discussion on this, he decided, she could talk to him. Otherwise he'd just go and take his new sexy body with him!