When Sash touches the card he can feel his clothes shifting and changing around his body. His ratty t-shirt takes on a silver hue and constricts to his body, hiding most of his excess weight. A sharp leather jacket appears over his skin tight shirt. His torn jeans mend themselves and change to black leather that match his new jacket. His old sneakers are now ass kicking boots that give him a bad boy vibe. Chains appear on his belt and to top it off a fedora noow covers his unkempt hair. All in all, Sash now looks like he fits in at the bar as a badass space pirate.
"Wow," exclaims Barry "If you didn't have it already I'd give you my number. Before you were barely a six but in that getup I'd rate you a nine." Barry looks above her head and suddenly an evil grin slides onto her face. "Let's see how you like this change."