You find you can't really stand the presence of the Crocs any longer, they are even more disconcerting than having your friend left as a dildo. Another button press and the Crocs shiver and with another flash of light in the car, a crocodile is sitting in the seat.
What?
Yep, there's a crocodile sitting in the car seat, his head almost to the ceiling. Oddly, you realize his thick tail is sticking through the back of the seat, as if the car seat reformed to fit his new body. You looked at the keys in wonder, thinking these things were even more powerful than you expected. Well, it was already impressive that it turned your friend Keith into a dildo and a pair of Crocs, but the fact it changed the environment too...
Wait, you had more to worry about than that. There was a crocodile sitting in your car, who has now turned his head and is looking at you.
You notice some other odd details about the crocodile as you sit there frozen in fear. For one, the crocodile appears to be wearing a ratty Pink Floyd t-shirt and the shorts that Keith had been wearing before, reformed to fit on the crocodile's stout limbs. Thankfully, the croc was not wearing the Crocs though.
"Whoa. That felt really weird. What happened?" the crocodile asked in Keith's voice.
You fumble for a suitable response. "Ur...you were a pair of Crocs."
"Oh! Really? Duuuuuude, that's so weird. I mean, I think I kinda knew, but it was really hard to focus, like I was two places at once. And before that I felt really strange. But...really nice. Anyway, at least everything has been fixed, eh?"
You stare at the crocodile for a long moment. "Yeah...about that..."