What to pick? What to pick? So many choices. Her shiny finger brushes each vial as she reads what it is. Finally, her finger stops and she pulls out a vial containing a dark gray liquid. "Vial of Hippo", it says. For some reason Mary is attracted to the idea of being a hippo. Perhaps due to the fact that she's this incredibly gorgeous woman, and the idea of a hippo - all fat, large and ugly - is so opposite. The other side of the spectrum.
With an air-headed giggle, Mary pops off the stopper and drinks...