As irritating as Kim can be sometimes, there's still a large part of you that misses her and wishes you could have her back. You don't know why she's back in town, but this might be your only chance to connect with her - and what could be cooler than a magic flashlight?
You quickly explain how you found the flashlight and what it did, including what you've already done with it. Kim looks at you with growing disbelief evident on her face, and you can tell she's starting to wonder why she even came over at all. By the time you mention your last use of the flashlight, she's practically ready to storm off.
"What are you talking about?" she demands. "My boobs have always been this big." You remember the reality-altering functions of the flashlight.
"Here," you say. "Watch." You grab her right hand and hold it to the flashlight, then turn it on and point it at her left hand. She stares in shock as her plain, unkempt nails suddenly grow out to a perfect feminine length and are suddenly covered in brilliant nail polish. You shut the light off and let her hand go, but she's just staring at her transformed hand.
"How did you..."
"I told you," you say, pleased with yourself. "It's a magic flashlight." She suddenly looks up at you.
"Can it undo the magic?" she asks.
"Sort of," you say. You point out the buttons. "This one makes the light blue, which makes things more masculine."
"Give it here," she says, holding out her hand.
"Wait, what?" you ask.
"Come on," she says, rolling her eyes. "You said you changed me, so it's only fair I get to change you."