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You use the lamp.
“Teacher, according to Newton’s-“
Mid sentence, her hair turns bright blonde. Her boobs bust out of her chest and her face has shifted from confident to outright puzzled. She looks lost.
“Like, wait, who’s Newton again? Oooh, is he that guy who did all that, like, mathy wathy stuff? That’s like so smart...hehe...”