Rick spun around and looked in his bedroom mirror. Jim was right, he was Jessica Alba, or rather Susan Storm (the Invisible Woman) from those Fantastic Four movies. Even the superhero costume was the same.
Rick was infuriated. "That little fucking leprechaun! If I can't change back to normal, I'll be stuck this way forever!"
"Calm down. Maybe we can catch him again."
"It took me eight months to do it the last time and I only captured him because I was lucky."
"Are you sure?" Jim asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Maybe he let you capture him so he could do this to you."
The more Rick thought about it, the more it seemed likely. And that made him even angrier than before.
"Come on! Let's get him! No way I'm living my life as Jessica Alba!"
"You mean Susan Storm."
"Whatever!" Rick stormed out if his room and Jim followed, hoping that the leprechaun was still around to catch at all.
