You swear at the sky and try to think what to do next. You really don't want to lose sight of either Randy... or this dog you've turned into a thoroughly tied up woman by mistake, but you need to at least charge your phone. Your first instinct is to grab Randy and run back to your car, but you really don't want to get anywhere near that pit bull. Instead you try to make eye contact with her and say, "I'm going to try to fix all this, you just stay here. Stay! Good girl!" You have no idea where she had the awareness and acceptance settings. Hopefully she'd listen. If not... you can follow the yelps later.
You consider trying to take the barking woman with you too. She clearly wasn't going to wander off, but well... you really didn't want to think too hard about what sort of reality ripples would make her situation make sense. Hopefully you could fix it before it was an issue.
Next step, your car... whose keys you had in your pocket before you altered away your pants. You still drove to the beach, so they had to be somewhere. With your towel maybe? Sure enough, when you make your way back there they are. Along with both Tammy and Tamika, who just finished showering off. You shout for them to come along as you race back towards the car, since you'll probably need their help. You fumble about with the charger cord and leave the phone on the seat before turning to explain the situation to a... very angry looking Tamika.
"Man, you are a real piece of work..." she says, shaking her head.
"Oh!" you shout, remembering what it must have looked like to everyone else after Randy changed. "No, that dog was a woman! She grabbed my phone and changed herself!"
"Yeah, I could guess. But I'm not talking about her. I'm talking about your 'wife' and how you've been treating her."
The way she emphasized "wife" sends a chill straight down your spine. You'd made sure Tammy wouldn't try to undo any of the changes you'd made, but you hadn't done anything to keep her from talking about it.
"So. You catch your... spouse, having an affair with someone, and you decide THIS is a fitting punishment!? And hell, you're out here sleeping with your housekeeper, me, this dog we're looking for... give me one reason not to just punch you out, take your car, take your wife, and get her the hell away from you?"
You can't really think of a good come back. "I'm sorry. I'll... make up for it somehow. But for now, can you please just help me fix this dog problem?"
She sighs. "I'll help you play dogcatcher, sure, but you are not touching that phone again. This sounds like the sort of problem I was having before I got shut out completely. You're either gonna have to do what I did, and find someone else to clean up after you. It's easy, just look for a big ol' orgy or a millionaire next door. And you can either hope he doesn't make you into his sex slave before you even make your case. OR," she says, "you can show someone you trust where to download the app, and let her clean up after you." She looks pointedly towards Tammy.