Wendy went to get dressed but hesitated.
"These clothes don't fit quite the same. Seems I've got a pound or two extra in my butt, thighs, and hips. And, the syle isn't quite right for a more mature woman."
"I think I can change that," Bobby said,aimimg the ring and changing the clothes to a dark blue business and leisure suit, with low black flats and a string of pearls, and some very expensive and elegant ring on her fingers.
"Why thank -you dear, you have exquisite taste,"she added.
They then went and got in the car, and drove across town to TGI Fridays to meet up with their friends.
Parking a couple of blocks away, they wandered past some senior apartments and decided to have some fun.
Working together they both aimed their rings to encompass the whole building, turning the residents inside into 22 year olds, but leaving them thinking , dressing, and acting like senior citizens.
"Hey, the new style will be pin curls and tight perms this fall,"laughed Wendy.
"Yeah," added Bobby,"now we have all sorts of years that we can add to the young college crowd that hang out at Fridays."
"And with them," Wendy said with a wicked laugh,"we'll leave them thinking that the way they dress,do their makeup, and the overall sense of style they have now,will be the same as when they age and get to be seniors."
"Sounds like a plan,"replied Bobby,"but let's make everything else age appropriate."
"You mean like glasses and hearing aides, and those sorts of age related accessories?"
"Absolutely. It'll make for an even more bizarre scene.
So, without further ado,"Bobby added," lead on Macduff."