As the group walked away from the table, Stephen was looking over the area they were traversing before something triggered his mind as odd when his black eyes passed over Jennifer, though it wasn't the fact that her clothing had faded into nonexistence but rather because of it.
"Requesting the attention of Jennifer." he announced to her, causing the group, or as they perceived now as a 'module', to immediately stop in perfect synchronization.
"Request for attention granted. What is the subject of attention?" she answered, unfazed and unaware of her, as well as the rest of the module's, nakedness.
"You do not appear to be structured with the logical chromosome pairing." Stephen stated in his usual monotone voice. He was about to continue in the illogical concept of having two X chromosome when Jennifer began to change once more.
Her hands, held formally in front of her hip began to shift. Her fingers began to merger together until each hand had only three slender, node-tipped fingers each, all of them the same size as before despite the five digits merging into three.
Shortly after the brief change, her new hands began to be pushed out away from the front of her hip due to another development beginning underneath them from her crotch. Her hands gave way to a gray rod that was her new alien penis which still retained much of a human appearance and functionality, despite its lack of color and almost unnatural lack of pubic hairs. The position of her hands now naturally hung right below the gray genital, allowing them to perfectly cradle her swelling ballsac. All the while, her breasts began to deflate and her nipples flattening into them, leaving a smooth gray chest devoid of any female anatomy.
"You are mistaken, Stephen. My anatomy has the correct and logical pair of X and Y chromosomes." she, now 'he', told him as though it had always been a fact. "I find no evidence to contradict this statement of fact."
"Mistake acknowledged. I do not have an explanation as to why I had perceived you without the proper chromosome pairing." he said, the idea of the female gender escaping him. Henry and Susanne nodded in agreement, their own hands now cradling their gray ballsacs in their six fingers. "Regardless, I can confirm this issue of miscommunication has been resolved. Let us continue our social activities."