You hit the button on the keys and the dildo shimmers and shifts on the car seat until...
A pair of ratty yellow Crocs, the same that Keith had been wearing, appear on the car seat in the dildo's place. Well, you had to admit that this was better than having your best friend as a dildo. You think. Maybe. You half consider turning him back into a dildo because Crocs are the dumbest of footwear.
Or maybe you could try wearing these Crocs and see what the hell Keith saw in these things. You wondered if Keith was aware of his current position as a pair of tacky footwear and, if so, if he would be disconcerted at being worn.
"Keith, are you in there?" You give one of the Crocs a poke. There's no response.
You fiddle with the keys as you consider your options.