Jamie's eyes widen in shock as he looks into Carla's face. It's definitely wider than before, her nose flatter against her upper lip, her mouth wide and flat with thin lips. Two tell-tale bumps are emerging from her forehead and her once-blue eyes are now dark brown.
"What?" she asks, her tone of voice not only deeper, but annoyed. "I'm trying to eat here."
"Uh.... um..." Jamie stammers, unsure of how to respond to what's happening to Carla. He glances down at his "salad", his lips quiver, his stomach grumbles. And this grass is starting to look mighty tasty...