You were sitting on the edge of the street, smoking a cig, while Pebble, who was floating next to you, was telling you about how Stone lost it when he made him wear a dress the other day. Suddenly, he looks down at you, tilting his head

Pebble: You know, sweets, I think you could use a change of clothes yourself, dontcha think?

Without giving you a chance to respond, he snaps his fingers, making you wear an outfit identical to his and making your hair a similar neon blue color.

Pebble: Much better!