Liz spoke up first. "How 'bout, we make a bet?" she asks, looking at the girls, "But only for the girls." Mark was curious.
"What kind of bet?" he asks. Liz pulls out the medallion and shows it to him.
"This thing can make whatever we say happen. We've been using it the whole day." Liz answers.
Mark look skeptical. "But don't worry, we won't use it on you till you know it's true." I put in.
"Well, if its not being used on me, then I'll humor you. What bet, I ask again?"
"Well, how about the winning girl, and only the girl, in case Mark wins," you begin, coughing out a hidden "unlikely" that everyone else caught, "grow two cup sizes in breast size?" You knew this perked Mark's attention. He'd always kinda wished you had bigger boobs. He made it clear once. You were only within a B cup.
"Alright," agreed the other girls. "But for how long?"
You thought for a minute. "How about twenty minutes?" you offer.
And so it is agreed and You all line up for the race, Mark in it this time more for the exercise. You all launch forward and run to the predesignated finish line.
which girl crosses first?