"I've got to admit, I do like those legs!" you grin.
Gene beams. "You're sweet!" He (she?) says. You get the distinct feeling he's flirting with you.
You consider. This could be fun. How to play it?
"No, it's true!" you insist. "Your legs are one of your best features!"
"Oh really?" Gene laughs. He poses.
Just for fun, you hit his lower half with the pink beam again, turned up much higher. His legs become spectacular, long, smooth, and shapely. They're like a showgirl's.
"Really," you say, starting. He twirls, enjoying the attention. You can't resist the opportunity, and you shoot the flashlight beam right as his backside. It immediately puffs up, the skirt hugging Gene's new curves.
"I'm glad you like what you see," Gene says. He's sashaying towards you. "I never knew you noticed."
Impulsively, he slips his hand in yours.
You raise an eyebrow. But there's no reason to let go. This IS getting fun. What now?