Jeff had spent all day in that chair. It was eerie; he looked EXACTLY like Eve. He wasn’t even sure how they were able to do this, but he was quite impressed. Of course, this was just the first part of his plan. Tonight, he’d go out on the town and ruin her reputation. It seemed like some well deserved revenge after she dumped him. Of course, he’d come to regret his actions the next morning, when he’d find none of the makeup he had worn to disguise himself as Eve would come off. He’d be stuck as her -- or at least a copy of her.