Jason was just a “little” bit of an jerk. He had a serious attitude problem—-a chip on his shoulder, you could say—-and he took it out on everyone around him, including his parents. Finally, his mother had had enough.
She went to visit the neighborhood’s local “apothecary”—-who, of course, happened to sell a little bit more than your usual medicine and asked for something to get Jason’s behavior under control. The witch winked and said she had just the thing, handing a glowing pink potion in a tube and instructing Jason’s mother to slip it in a drink she gave him the next day.
Sure enough, “Jessica” was a very well mannered young lady—-to the point where she got a job working at a high end club. After all, the spell made her the perfect hostess.
