"I want to be a cat like you guys," Sam said. "It...it looks like it's a lot of fun."
Amy smiled. "Yeah. It is." She took his hand, excited. "Come on," she said, "let's get you changed!"
They went through the clamp-chair, where Sam obtained a tail, covered in orange-tabby fur. Then the hair-drier thing, where he got his cat-ears and his hair changed to orange with white streaks, and became slightly wilder. After that, they followed the footprint trail, and Sam's feet became paws. Then Amy grabbed a comb and sent him into the bathroom to get his fur. "Call me if you need help," she joked, setting Sam blushing. After he had finished, they went to the manicure machine, and Sam's face became cat-like and his hands became semi-paws.
"Wait a minute," he said. "We forgot the vending machine!"
He rushed back, and Amy followed him. "I wouldn't do that," she said. "You saw what it did to us. What if it does that for you?"
"Look," Sam said. "If they can make stuff that can change you like this, I'm sure they can make a vending machine that can tell the difference between a male customer and a female customer. After all, the hair-machine didn't make mine long like it did Lina's, so they've gotta be able to tell."
He ordered a drink and downed it in one gulp.