Benito walked slowly toward his friend, each step measured as he covered the short distance between him and his friend. His friend just stood there, mouth open in surprise.

"What the hell happened to you?" He asked in shock.

"You know that new hospital that was just built?"

"Yeah?" He asked, looking his friend up and down.

"So, interesting thing about that place, they do research work as well. I might have been sent to the wrong operating room for my hernia surgery and ended up like this."

"They gave you a boob job?" He asked expectantly.

Hector just smiled at his friend and shook his head.

"You can see that's not what happened. To avoid a lot of questions, they attached my head to a woman's body and her head to my body. Below the neck I'm a twenty-eight year old woman."

"Oh God, seriously?" He asked. "Why aren't you freaking out right now? Man, you seem almost happy about this."

"It's because I am happy about this." Benito said with a laugh. "I was pretty damn shocked when I woke up, but the last few days... I don't know, I like it. Don't ask me why exactly, I'm not sure myself, but i do."

"Anyway," Benito continued. "The main reason I called you up. See this house behind me? I got it for a good price and I need some guys to help me get it in good shape to flip. I'm not quite as built for hard labor as I used to be!"