"Sal!" Tony said as he caught sight of his old friend.

"Like it?" Sal asked with a smile. "I got it used. The previous owner got her head put on the body of some bodybuilder whose skull and an iron bar had a disagreement, and I got hers."

"I never thought you'd want to be a woman, Sal. Hell, you've still got hair on your damn face!"

"I'll deal with that soon enough." Sal said with a laugh. "I've had other things on my mind. See, that woman, she didn't have these clothes. I've spent the last three days buying my new wardrobe and figuring out how to be a woman, at least from the neck down. I haven't gotten to what' above the neck just yet."

"Yeah, uh." Tony said, unsure. "So, what are you doing here?"

"Poker game. I know they run one here and I got a bit of extra cash. I figured I'd try my luck."

"I didn't figure you for gambling."

"You didn't figure me for this either, and here I am in a dress and red heels. Come on, you coming in too? I'll spot you a grand. I'd say my treat, but I know I'll see that grand again once I win it from you. Hey, maybe after the game, I have an idea, one you might just like. If I recall, you're between marriages..."