As soon as Roger had left for work on Tuesday morning Maureen was in her car heading over to Liz's place. With her were her purchases from the previous day. She parked in Liz's driveway and hurried to the front door, then rang the doorbell impatiently.
Liz opened the door and let her friend in. "Did you buy some unworn clothes?"
"In here" Maureen held up a shopping bag. "I'm ready to lose a size"
"Could I suggest a change of tactics?"
"What? Why?"
"Do you notice anything different about me?"
Maureen had close look at Liz "Yes, your hair. It's different to the cut I got yesterday! Have you already used the medallion?"
"Last night. You don't think I look a bit younger?"
"Actually you do look a bit younger. What did you do?"
"I touched the medallion to the dress I wore to Kirsty's deb ball. I'm actually 44 again"
"Yep. If you touch the medallion to something you turn into the person who last wore those clothes. In this case it was myself from 6 years ago"
"So you lost 6 years, just like that?"
"Yep and you can do the same. Just find something you haven't worn for 5 or 10 years. I figure it would be best to get our bodies back to the ages we want first then do the modifications such as weight or breast size as a second step"
"I see your logic. But what made you choose 44? I would choose maybe 36"
"44 was the best I could find last night. However I'm hopeful if I visit my Mum's place I could find something older, well I mean something that would make me younger. What about yourself? Do you have old clothes lying around that you haven't worn in years"
"Hopefully. We've been in that house for 15 years. There has to be something hiding in a cupboard somewhere"
"Well what are you waiting for. I have the medallion. Let's go back to your place"