May set the cap down. The liquid tasted sharp, almost peppery. Her heart began to race as she looked in the mirror and saw her face smoothing out, just a little bit. Her papery skin became a little softer as laugh lines and forehead creases grew shallower. Warmth spread into her extremities as she felt her circulation improve, and liver spots faded from her hands. Her hair seemed to get a little more colour and vibrancy, going from white to a greyish-brown.

"Well, that was amazing!" she exclaimed as she looked herself over. She looked less like a grandmother and more like a bachelor aunt... which she was. She frowned at the sight of her knit cardigan and ankle-length dress. "I ought to update my wardrobe. Won't Peter be surprised!"

She strolled out the door with her shopping bag and purse. May hadn't felt this energetic in a long time, and she was ready to enjoy the day to its fullest. The sun was shining and it was pleasantly warm. Before, she'd have felt chilly on a day like this. She stepped on to the bus as it pulled up to the stop, and the driver looked a little suspiciously at the senior's pass she produced. He grunted and nodded, letting her on.

May was astonished. Before, the driver wouldn't have given a second glance to her. She sat down and smiled, pulling the bottle of X-Hot-Ic out of her purse to read the back.

"Miracle stuff," she murmured. "Hmm, 'side effects include...' Oh dear, I forgot my glasses!" She might have been a little younger, but she still squinted as she tried to make out the fine print. Sighing in frustration, May was about to put the bottle back in her purse and get off the bus, when she realized: she could just make herself a little younger, enough that her eyes weren't so bad.

"Do I dare...?"