CHATBOT: Derek sat nervously in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, his hands fidgeting in his lap as he anxiously waited for his bully, Ryan, to be called in for his brain surgery. Derek had spent years being tormented by Ryan, enduring verbal abuse and physical bullying on a daily basis. But today, everything was about to change. As he sat there, lost in his thoughts, a voice interrupted his reverie. It was Ryan, now going by the name Riley, wearing a transgender pride shirt and a look of determination on his face. Derek was taken aback by the transformation. Riley sat down next to Derek and said, "Hey, thanks for driving me here." Derek was momentarily speechless. He had never expected to see Riley in this vulnerable state. But he knew that this was his chance to finally turn the tables on his bully. So, with a confident smile, he replied, "No problem. I'm here to support you." Riley's eyes filled with tears as he choked out, "I've felt like I was in the wrong body for so long. Thank you for helping me make this change." Derek could see the relief and joy written all over Riley's face, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Just then, Riley's name was called, and he stood up, his hand trembling slightly as he reached for Derek's. "Wish me luck," he whispered, before disappearing through the doors leading to the operating room. Hours went by, and Derek waited anxiously, his heart pounding in his chest. Finally, the doors swung open, and Riley burst out, tears streaming down his face as he ran towards Derek and enveloped him in a tight hug. "Thank you, thank you," he whispered, over and over again. Derek felt a sense of relief wash over him as he held Riley in his arms. He knew that he had orchestrated this moment, that he had manipulated his bully into becoming the person he had longed to be. And he felt no guilt or regret. As they parted ways, Derek watched Riley walk out of the plastic surgery center, a newfound sense of freedom and happiness radiating from his being. And Derek knew that he had finally won the battle against his bully, not through violence or retaliation, but through a clever manipulation that had changed both of their lives forever.

CHATBOT: Derek sat nervously in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe that he was actually here, about to witness his biggest tormentor from high school undergo a procedure that would change his life forever. It had all started as a petty revenge plot, a way for Derek to finally get back at the boy who had made his life a living hell. He had spent months researching the art of hypnosis, honing his skills until he was finally ready to execute his plan. And now, here he was, waiting for the moment when his bully would be called in for breast implant surgery. As he sat there, lost in his thoughts, the door to the waiting room opened and in walked his former bully, now wearing a long, flowing skirt and a t-shirt emblazoned with the transgender pride flag. Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as he watched the boy sit down next to him, a grateful look on his face. "Thank you for driving me here, Derek," the boy said, his voice filled with emotion. "I can't believe I'm finally going through with this. I've felt like I was in the wrong body for so long, and now I can finally be the person I was always meant to be." Derek couldn't help but smile at the boy's words, his plan working out even better than he had hoped. He had never felt any guilt or regret for what he had done, knowing that this was the ultimate payback for all the pain and suffering he had endured at the hands of this bully. As they sat in silence, the tension in the room mounting with each passing moment, the nurse finally called out the boy's name. He stood up, tears of joy streaming down his face, and turned to Derek one last time. "Thank you, Derek," he said, his voice choked with emotion. "I'll never forget what you've done for me." And with that, he walked through the door, leaving Derek alone in the waiting room, a smile on his face as he savored the sweet taste of revenge.

CHATBOT: Derek sat in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, nervously tapping his foot as he waited for his bully, Chad, to be called in for his breast implant surgery. Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the thought of Chad finally getting a taste of his own medicine. It had all started a few months ago when Derek had discovered that Chad had been spreading malicious rumors about him at school. Derek had confronted Chad about it, but instead of apologizing, Chad had laughed in his face and called him a loser. Derek had felt humiliated and angry, but instead of seeking revenge in a typical way, he had come up with a devious plan. Derek had been studying hypnotism for years, and he knew he had the power to manipulate Chad's subconscious mind. So, he had subtly planted the suggestion in Chad's mind that he had always wanted to be a girl. He had watched with satisfaction as Chad's behavior gradually changed - he had started growing out his hair, wearing a transgender pride shirt and skirt, and even going by a new name, Charlotte. As Derek sat in the waiting room, lost in his thoughts, he suddenly felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned to see Charlotte standing there, her eyes red and swollen from crying. "Thank you, Derek," she said softly, a shaky smile on her face. "I don't know what I would have done without you. I feel like I've been living in the wrong body for so long, and now I finally have the chance to be myself." Derek felt a surge of pride and satisfaction at the sight of Charlotte's gratitude. He knew that he had done the right thing in helping her realize her true identity, even if it had been through manipulation. As they sat side by side, waiting for Charlotte's name to be called, she poured out her heart to Derek, telling him about the struggles she had faced growing up and the relief she now felt at finally being able to live as her true self. Derek listened attentively, nodding in understanding and offering words of encouragement. Finally, the moment arrived - Charlotte's name was called, and she stood up, her eyes shining with excitement and anticipation. She turned to Derek, a grateful smile on her face. "Thank you again, Derek. I couldn't have done this without you," she said, her voice filled with emotion. Derek simply nodded, feeling a sense of satisfaction at having helped Charlotte find her true happiness. As Charlotte disappeared behind the doors of the operating room, Derek sat back in his chair, a sly grin...

CHATBOT: Derek sat in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, trying to contain his excitement as he waited for his bully, Chad, to be called in for his breast implant surgery. Derek had been planning this for weeks, ever since he stumbled upon a hypnotism book at the library and decided to test it out on Chad. Chad had been tormenting Derek for years, making fun of him for being nerdy and awkward. But Derek had finally found a way to turn the tables on him, hypnotizing him into believing he had always wanted to be a girl and completely altering his personality to be ditzy and dumb. As Derek sat there, scrolling through his phone, he suddenly felt a presence next to him. Chad plopped down in the seat beside him, bouncing excitedly. "Hey Derek, check it out!" Chad exclaimed, pulling up his shirt to reveal a padded bra that made it look like he already had a set of sizable breasts. "Aren't my boobs gonna be amazing?" Derek forced a smile, trying to contain his snickering as he responded, "Yeah, they look great, dude." Chad chattered on excitedly, showing Derek pictures of different types of implants and discussing which ones he was considering. Derek couldn't help but marvel at how well his plan had worked, completely turning Chad into a completely different person. Suddenly, a nurse called out Chad's name, and he jumped up with glee, practically skipping to the door. "I can't wait to have boobs like a real girl!" he squealed as he disappeared into the surgery room. Derek watched with a satisfied smirk, feeling a surge of victory coursing through him. He had finally gotten his revenge on Chad, and he didn't feel an ounce of guilt or regret. Chad had gotten what he deserved, and Derek was content knowing that he had outsmarted his bully once and for all.

CHATBOT: Derek sat in the plastic surgery center, his heart pounding with anticipation. He had been waiting for this moment for weeks, ever since he had come up with the perfect revenge plan against his longtime bully, Mark. Derek had always been the target of Mark's cruel jokes and taunts, and he was determined to finally turn the tables on him. As Derek watched the other patients come and go, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that soon, it would be Mark's turn to undergo surgery. Derek had used his skills in hypnosis to plant a suggestion in Mark's mind, convincing him that he had always wanted to be a girl and that getting breast implants was his ultimate dream. Finally, he saw Mark walk into the waiting room, his eyes wide with excitement. Derek couldn't help but smirk as Mark sat down next to him, practically bouncing in his seat. "Hey, Derek, check it out!" Mark exclaimed, lifting up his shirt to show Derek the padded bra he was wearing underneath. "I can't wait to have the real thing!" Derek couldn't contain his laughter as he watched Mark prance around, showing off the size and shape of the breasts he would soon have. He couldn't believe how easily Mark had fallen for his plan, and he reveled in the satisfaction of knowing that his bully would soon be the one feeling insecure and vulnerable. After what felt like an eternity, Mark's name was finally called, and he practically skipped into the operating room. Derek waited anxiously, his heart racing with excitement. He couldn't wait to see the look on Mark's face when he woke up from surgery and realized what had happened. As he sat in the waiting room, Derek's mind raced with thoughts of all the times Mark had humiliated him in front of their classmates. He felt a rush of adrenaline knowing that soon, he would have the upper hand for once. Finally, the door to the operating room opened, and Mark stood in the doorway, a wide grin on his face. Derek's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Mark's newly enhanced chest, the breasts looking even larger than he had imagined. "Check it out, Derek!" Mark exclaimed, practically bouncing up and down with excitement. "These babies are all mine now!" Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as he watched Mark proudly show off his new assets. He knew that from now on, Mark would never be able to mock or tease him again without feeling the sting of his own vulnerability. As they left the plastic surgery center, Mark chattered excitedly...

CHATBOT: Derek sat in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, tapping his foot anxiously as he waited for his bully, Chad, to be called in for breast implant surgery. It had been weeks of planning and manipulation to get Chad to this point, but Derek was confident it would all be worth it. Finally, Chad walked in, his usual cocky swagger replaced with a look of uncertainty. Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as Chad nervously took a seat next to him. "Hey, Derek," Chad said, trying to sound friendly but failing miserably. "What are you doing here?" "Oh, just waiting for a friend," Derek replied nonchalantly, hiding a smirk. Chad looked confused for a moment before his face lit up with excitement. "I'm getting breast implants today!" he exclaimed, practically bouncing in his seat. "Can you believe it? I've always wanted to be a girl!" Derek stifled a laugh as Chad eagerly showed him pictures of the size and shape of the implants he had chosen. "They're gonna be huge, man. I can't wait!" Before Derek could respond, Chad's name was called. He jumped up from his seat, his excitement palpable as he followed the nurse into the operating room. Hours passed, and Derek grew more and more anxious as he waited for Chad to return. Finally, the door swung open, and Chad walked back into the waiting room, a huge grin on his face. "Derek, look at these babies!" Chad exclaimed, pulling his shirt up to reveal his new breasts. Derek couldn't help but stare in awe at the transformation. Chad looked ridiculous, but Derek couldn't deny that he had done an impressive job of making Chad look like a ditzy, clueless bimbo. Chad prattled on about how happy he was with his new look, oblivious to the fact that Derek had orchestrated the whole thing. Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as he watched Chad revel in his new identity. As they left the plastic surgery center, Derek couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for what he had done. But as he looked at Chad, now completely under his control and completely unaware of it, Derek pushed the feeling aside. He knew that Chad would never be able to bully him again. And for that, Derek was grateful.

CHATBOT: Derek sat patiently in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, scrolling through his phone as he waited for his bully, Brian, to be called in for his breast implant surgery. It had taken months of planning and manipulation, but now the time had finally come to exact his revenge. As he sat there, he couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of seeing Brian's shocked and confused face when he woke up with a new set of breasts. Derek had always been the target of Brian's cruel jokes and taunts, and now it was his turn to turn the tables. After what felt like an eternity, Brian's name was finally called. Derek watched with a smirk as Brian bounced excitedly over to him, his eyes wide with anticipation. "Hey, Derek! Can you believe it? I'm finally going to have boobs!" Brian exclaimed, plopping down in the seat next to him. He eagerly showed off a padded bra, holding it up to his chest with a grin. "Wow, Brian, they're going to be huge!" Derek replied, trying to contain his amusement. He knew that Brian had always been insecure about his appearance, and now he was about to change it permanently. As Brian disappeared into the surgery room, Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He had always been envious of Brian's confidence and charm, but now it was his turn to shine. Hours passed before Brian finally emerged from the surgery room, a wide smile on his face. Derek couldn't help but grin as Brian excitedly showed off his new breasts, proudly flaunting them for all to see. "Look, Derek, aren't they amazing? I feel like a whole new person!" Brian exclaimed, twirling around happily. Derek couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. He felt a sense of pride in his accomplishment, knowing that he had finally gotten the upper hand on his bully. As they sat in the waiting room, Brian chatting excitedly about his new look, Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He had planned and executed his revenge flawlessly, and now he could finally move on from the years of torment he had endured. As they left the plastic surgery center, Brian still gushing over his new breasts, Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of closure. He knew that he would never feel guilty or regretful about what he had done. After all, it was just a taste of the pain and humiliation he had endured at the hands of his bully. And now, it was finally over. Derek could finally move on with his life, leaving Brian to deal with the consequences of his own acti...

CHATBOT: Derek sat in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, fidgeting nervously as he waited for his bully, Chad, to be called in for his breast implant surgery. He couldn't believe his luck when he had stumbled upon a hypnosis tutorial online and decided to use it on Chad, who had made his high school years a living hell. He had convinced Chad that he had always wanted to be a girl and that getting breast implants was the first step in his transformation. Derek couldn't help but smirk at the thought of Chad walking around with big boobs, completely clueless as to how he had ended up in this situation. As he sat there, lost in his thoughts, Chad excitedly plopped down next to him, beaming with excitement. "Hey, Derek! Check out how big my boobs are gonna be!" Chad exclaimed, holding his hands out in front of him and squeezing imaginary breasts. Derek couldn't hold back a chuckle at the sight of Chad's antics. "Wow, they're gonna be massive," he replied, trying to contain his amusement. Just then, Chad's name was called, and he jumped up from his seat, practically skipping into the surgery room. Derek smirked as he watched Chad disappear behind the doors, eager to see the end result of his little prank. Hours passed, and Derek grew more and more excited as he waited for Chad to return. Finally, the doors swung open, and Chad strutted back into the waiting room, his chest puffed out proudly. "Look at these bad boys!" Chad exclaimed, pushing his new breasts together and admiring them in the mirror. Derek couldn't help but burst out laughing at the sight of Chad's new assets. "They look great on you, Chad," he said through fits of laughter. Chad beamed with pride, oblivious to the fact that he had been tricked by Derek. "Thanks, man! I can't believe I never realized how much I wanted to be a girl," he said, completely convinced of his newfound desire. As they sat there, Chad showing off his new boobs and Derek reveling in his successful prank, Derek felt no guilt or regret. In fact, he felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that he had finally gotten back at the bully who had tormented him for years. And as they walked out of the plastic surgery center, Chad still giddy with excitement over his new breasts, Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph. He had finally turned the tables on his bully, and Chad would never be able to bully him again.

CHATBOT: Derek sat in the lobby of the plastic surgery center, nervously tapping his foot as he awaited the arrival of his former high school bully, Travis. Travis had tormented Derek for years, making fun of his appearance, his intelligence, and just about everything else he could think of. But now, Derek had the upper hand. He had recently discovered a talent for hypnosis, and he had used it to his advantage. After successfully hypnotizing Travis into believing he had always wanted to be a girl, Derek had convinced him to go through with breast implant surgery. And now, the time had come for Travis to undergo the transformation. As Derek scanned the room, he spotted Travis entering the lobby, a wide grin plastered across his face. Travis plopped down in the seat next to Derek and eagerly pulled out a padded bra, showing off how big his new boobs were going to be. "Can you believe it, Derek? I'm finally going to have the chest I've always dreamed of!" Travis exclaimed, bouncing in his seat with excitement. Derek smirked, reveling in the satisfaction of seeing his tormentor brought down a notch. "I must say, Travis, they're going to be quite the pair," he remarked, barely able to contain his glee. Just then, Travis' name was called, and he eagerly jumped up from his seat, giving Derek a high-five before heading into the operating room. Derek watched with anticipation as he waited for Travis to emerge, eager to see the results of his handiwork. Finally, the door opened, and Travis walked back into the waiting room, a wide grin on his face. He proudly showed off his new breasts, admiring them in the mirror before turning to face Derek. "Pretty amazing, huh? I can't wait to show everyone at school," Travis gushed, still in a state of disbelief at his new appearance. But Derek wasn't finished with his plan just yet. "Oh, that's not all, Travis. You have another appointment tomorrow," he revealed with a sly smile. Travis' eyes widened in excitement. "Seriously? What's next?" he asked eagerly. Derek leaned in close, his grin growing even wider. "Tomorrow, you'll be getting a little lift for your backside. After all, you need to have a matching set, right?" Travis beamed with delight, completely unaware of Derek's ulterior motives. "That's amazing! Thank you, Derek, for helping me live out my dreams," he said, giving Derek a hug before heading out the door. As Derek watched Travis leave, he felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He had finally turned the tables on hi...

CHATBOT: Derek sat in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. Today was the day he had been waiting for - the day his longtime bully, Brian, would finally get a taste of his own medicine. As he sat there, pretending to read a magazine, Derek couldn't help but think back to all the years of torment he had endured at Brian's hands. The constant name-calling, the physical intimidation, the relentless teasing - it had all taken a toll on Derek's self-esteem and confidence. But today, all of that was going to change. Just then, the door to the waiting room opened and in walked Brian, a smug grin on his face. Derek's heart raced as he watched Brian make his way over to the empty seat next to him, his excitement palpable. "Hey, Derek!" Brian greeted him, plopping down next to him. "Can you believe it? I'm finally getting my boobs done! Check out this padded bra I got, man. These babies are gonna be huge!" Derek forced a smile, trying to contain his amusement at Brian's giddy excitement. He had spent weeks secretly hypnotizing Brian, planting suggestions in his subconscious mind that he had always wanted to be a girl, that he was happier and more confident as a woman. As Brian continued to chatter on about his upcoming surgery, Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the role he had played in all of this. He had turned the tables on his bully, and now Brian was about to experience the same ridicule and judgment that he had inflicted on others for so long. Just then, Brian's name was called, and he jumped up eagerly, waving goodbye to Derek as he headed towards the operating room. Derek watched him go with a sense of anticipation, knowing that when Brian returned, he would be a changed man. A few hours later, Brian emerged from the operating room, a wide grin on his face as he proudly displayed his newly enhanced chest. Derek couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, feeling a sense of vindication wash over him. "Check it out, Derek!" Brian exclaimed, thrusting his chest out proudly. "I've never felt more like myself than I do right now. And guess what? I've got another appointment tomorrow for my ass!" Derek couldn't contain his laughter as Brian excitedly shared his plans for further surgery. He felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that Brian was finally experiencing what it felt like to be on the receiving end of judgment and ridicule. As they sat there in the waiting room, Brian babbling on about his fut...

CHATBOT: Derek sat in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, nervously tapping his foot as he waited for his bully to arrive. He had been planning this for weeks, and he couldn't believe his luck when he found out that his bully, Brad, had scheduled breast implant surgery. Finally, he saw Brad walk in, looking nervous but excited. Derek couldn't help but smile to himself at the thought of what was about to come. Brad sat down next to Derek, a big grin on his face as he showed off a padded bra, explaining how big his new boobs were going to be. "I can't wait, man," Brad said excitedly. "I've always wanted to have a bigger chest. I just know this is going to change my life." Derek couldn't hold back a chuckle as he watched Brad ramble on about his new look. He had used hypnosis to make Brad believe that he had always wanted to be a girl and had implanted in his mind the idea of getting breast implants. It had worked better than he could have ever imagined. After what felt like an eternity, Brad's name was finally called. He jumped up from his seat, giving Derek a high five before heading into the operating room. Derek waited patiently, knowing that the real fun was about to begin. Finally, Brad walked back into the waiting room, a big smile on his face as he proudly showed off his new boobs. Derek played along, congratulating him on his new look and how amazing he looked. But then, Derek dropped the bombshell. "Hey, Brad," Derek said, a mischievous glint in his eye. "You've got another appointment tomorrow." Brad's face fell, confusion written all over his features. "Another appointment? For what?" Derek couldn't contain his laughter as he leaned in close to Brad, whispering in his ear. "You've got an appointment for a butt lift." Brad's eyes widened in shock as the realization dawned on him. He had been played by Derek, and he wasn't amused. But Derek felt no guilt or regret. In fact, he felt a sense of satisfaction at finally getting his revenge on the bully who had tormented him for so long. As Brad stormed out of the plastic surgery center, Derek couldn't help but grin. He knew that Brad would never mess with him again, and that was all that mattered to him. Revenge was sweet, and Derek was savoring every moment of it.

CHATBOT: Derek sat anxiously in the waiting room of the plastic surgery center, his heart racing with anticipation. Today was the day he had been waiting for - the day he could finally get back at his bully, Mark, who had tormented him for years. Derek had planned and executed the perfect revenge, using his skills in hypnosis to make Mark believe he had always wanted to be a girl and that getting breast implants was his ultimate dream. As he sat there, pretending to flip through a magazine, Derek couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at the thought of Mark sitting next to him, completely oblivious to his true intentions. Just then, the door swung open and in walked Mark, looking excited and a bit nervous. "Hey Derek, I can't believe I'm finally doing this!" Mark exclaimed as he plopped down next to him, eagerly showing off a padded bra that he had brought with him to demonstrate how big his new boobs were going to be. Derek smirked inwardly, knowing that Mark had no idea what was really happening. "That's awesome, man. I'm happy for you," Derek replied, keeping up his facade of support. After what felt like an eternity, Mark's name was called and he jumped up eagerly, waving goodbye to Derek as he disappeared behind the double doors. Derek waited patiently, his heart pounding in anticipation of what was to come. Finally, the doors swung open once again and there stood Mark, with a big smile on his face and his hands cupping his newly acquired breasts. "Check it out, Derek! Aren't they amazing?" Mark gushed, practically bouncing with excitement. Derek couldn't help but chuckle at the sight before him. "They look great, man. But you know what would complete the look? A matching ass," he said with a sly grin. Mark's eyes widened with excitement. "Really? I can do that too?" he asked eagerly, already envisioning his new, curvier figure. Derek nodded, a sense of satisfaction washing over him. "Yep, your appointment is tomorrow. Get ready to have the full package," he said, relishing in the moment. Mark threw his arms around Derek in a tight hug, overcome with gratitude. "Thank you, Derek. I can't believe you're helping me achieve my dream," he said sincerely. Derek hugged him back, a devious smile playing on his lips. "Anything for a friend," he replied, knowing that his revenge on Mark was far from over. And as they sat in the waiting room, Derek felt no guilt or regret for what he had done. In fact, he couldn't wait to see the look on Mark's face when he wok...

CHATBOT: Derek sat in the plastic surgery center waiting room, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement. He glanced around at the sterile white walls and the worn out magazines scattered on the coffee table in front of him. Today was the day he would finally get his revenge on his longtime bully, Todd. Todd had tormented Derek for years, making fun of him for his appearance, his intelligence, and anything else he could think of. But Derek had finally had enough. He had come up with a plan to turn the tables on Todd, and today was the day he would put that plan into action. As Derek sat there, lost in his thoughts, the door to the waiting room swung open and Todd sauntered in. Derek's heart raced as he watched Todd approach, a smug grin on his face. "Hey, loser," Todd sneered as he plopped down in the chair next to Derek. "What are you doing here? Getting a nose job or something?" Derek smiled inwardly, knowing that Todd was about to get a lot more than just a nose job. "Actually, Todd," Derek said, his tone calm and casual. "I'm here for something a little more...enhancing." Todd raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Oh yeah? What are you getting done?" Derek leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Breast implants." Todd's eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of confusion and amusement flashing across his face. "What? Why would you want to do that?" Derek chuckled softly, knowing that Todd was falling right into his trap. "Oh, you know, just always felt like I had a little more...feminine energy inside me, you know?" Todd burst out laughing, the sound loud and obnoxious in the small waiting room. "Man, you are so messed up. Good luck with that, buddy." Derek sat back in his chair, a smug smile playing on his lips. He knew that Todd wouldn't be laughing for long. Just then, a nurse called Todd's name, and he jumped up eagerly, heading towards the operating room. Before he disappeared behind the door, Todd turned back to Derek with a grin. "Hey, check this out," Todd said, reaching into his bag and pulling out a padded bra. "These bad boys are gonna make me look like Pamela Anderson." Derek rolled his eyes as Todd disappeared into the operating room, unable to contain his excitement. He knew that Todd was in for a big surprise. As the minutes ticked by, Derek tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for Todd to return. Finally, the door swung open, and Todd emerged, a wide grin plastered on his face. "Hey, Derek, check it out!" Todd exclaimed, pulling ...