"Jeff, what are you doing here? I thought you were out tonight?"
"Well I was heading out but then I wasn't feeling too good so I thought I'd have a night in".
"Oh that's cool with me, feel well enough for a beer and a smoke?"
"Sure"
Wait a minute, this is freakin weird, Jeff thought. I look so different and Dad hasn't reacted at all, as though he has been re-programmed to know that this is how I look. But my full beard and increased hairiness, size and other modifications make this too weird to take in - I look about the same age as him, how can he believe I am his son? Too surreal.
Jeff decided to go along with the drama. Cracking the beer open he wondered how far he could take this.
Dad handed over a cigar. "Here you go, I'm running a bit low, better fill up the humidor with some new smokes tomorrow"
"Thanks, maybe I can pick a box up on the way home from school tomorrow" said Jeff... where did that come from? He'd never bought cigars in his life.
"Great, make sure you choose a few new brands to try too... put them on my account"
"Will do" said Jeff lighting his cigar.
As he sat there puffing on his cigar, he scratched at his chest hair. Stroking thoughtfully on his full growth of beard, he thought it would be fun to go back to the Chronivac and dabble with the settings. He nipped back to his computer and revised the settings...