Caroline says, "Hey, didn't Dave and Amy say they were going to spend the night at Ben Stine's place."
Ben was a 6'4" tall blond blue eyed jock, who Dave constantly ribbed about being Jewish because of his name. Ben would protest that there were lots of non-Jews named Stine, and that he didn't even know what half the stuff Dave was talking about.
Caroline drove, and with my rabbit ears, I was glad that my Camry had a sun-roof. It was still early morning, and I prayed no one would see me. Caroline had borrowed a hoodie to cover up her costume.
When we arrived at the Stine house we were shocked to hear a man's voice praying in Hebrew. We knocked on the door, and were shocked by the short dark bearded man who answered. He had on a blue and white shawl with the star of David embroidered on it. He was holding a torah and praying.
He stopped and stared at me. Then he looked over at Caroline, and then back the rabbit man in the tux. He nodded knowingly, and motioned for us to enter. We waited while he rocked back and forth finishing his prayers.
"So Dave's magic hat got you too," he asked pausing, "I am Ben Stine. Dave said, "Watch me pull a rabbi out of my hat" and when I awoke this morning I was a foot shorter, fluent in Hebrew, and - " a tear welled up in his eye, he choked out the words, "I was circumcised!"
"He said "Watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat" with me," I said calmly.
He replied, "I figured." Then he glanced at Caroline.
"Magician's assistant," she said opening the hoodie to display her costume.
"Ah, my date's in the terrarium," Ben said leading them to another room.