The drive wasn't very long, approximately 15 minutes by drive, but on foot it would be at least 45 minutes. Verdall County was small, sure, but routes were usually confusing. If you know the routes of Verdall, drives and walks are much shorter. If you were new to the place, it would be like a labyrinth of loops. As for Brit, he still knew his way around certain areas. The route to the pizzeria was familiar to him, so he knew a quick way to get there. In no time, he got to the said pizzeria. 

The pizzeria looked relatively new to the place. The outside area had full glass for windows. The inside was visible which included the menu. He took his phone out to call Chief and Pangaea. He looked at the menu inside. There were different pastas and pizzas available. While the phone rang, he decided what to order for himself. "Hey, Brit! So, what's on the menu?" Chief said. "I've decided to go for a Hawaiian pizza. There's vegetarian, Greek, Mexican, Scottish pizza crunch, overload, all topping...? Ew, no. There's Chicago, New York... there's a lot more but I can't say them all. There's lasagna, carbonara, spaghetti and meatball... there's a lot dude. They also have salads. Does Pangaea want a salad?" Brit said continuously. He heard slightly audible sounds of Pan and Chief talking. After a few seconds, they reached an agreement. "We'll have lasagna and a salad," Chief said. "Get ready to pay for your food, Chief. This one isn't on me," Brit said. "Why? Is it expensive?"

"No. I'm just saying I'll be paying for it first and when I get there, I'll get my pay from you."

"Oh. Okay then." 

Brit closed his phone and went inside the pizzeria. There was a short line of 5 people when he went inside. Brit looked around. It seemed either most people were done with dinner or doesn't like this place at all. Brit tried to remain optimistic for the pizzeria. Maybe it was more prominent in day than night?

Brit waited for his turn to order. It took some time to get to the front and when he was near, he found someone familiar. It was the cashier. She was a woman, good looking and had a sweet voice, but Brit couldn't help but feel like he knew her. When it was his turn to order, the woman greeted Brit. "Hello sir! Welcome to Pizzeria World where we have pizza all over the world. What can I get you tonight?" The woman greeted. "A Hawaiian pizza, lasagna, and a salad," Brit replied. "Sizes?" the cashier asked. "Medium. All of it," he answered back. "Drinks?" the cashier asked again. "Three iced coffees, all large. Take out," Brit answered. "Okay sir! Thank you for ordering! Your order shall be with you in a moment. For the meantime, take a seat," the cashier smiled.

Brit found a seat near the entrance, and so he sat down there. He saw a man come in. A man in his early twenties, Brit presumed. Despite the distance, Brit heard what the guy ordered. "I'll just have a root beer. Large. And maybe a chunk of you," the guy flirted, biting down on his lip. The cashier giggled. "Sir, do you want some water?" a waiter asked, holding a glass and a jar of water. Brit nodded and was given a glass of water. Brit drank slowly, while listening to the conversation. "You wouldn't want to date me sir," the cashier said. "Why is that?" the guy said. Out of nowhere, the cashier said, "Why? You gay or something?" in the deepest voice possible. Brit choked on the water he was drinking and drowned, ending with him coughing a lot. The guy was shocked as well. "Well sir, pls standby, your order will be with you shortly. Thank you!" the cashier said with an almost ear to ear grin, transitioning back to her... his... their prior voice. "Hey, Security Guard! It's time to close! Please, turn the sign!" the cashier said. Both Brit and the guy was shocked. It was a trap.

Brit was still coughing up a bit of water. He just stared at the table, contemplating everything that happened right now. He couldn't accept the fact that the cashier was a guy. A good looking woman with a sweet voice -- a man? No! Impossible! But here he is. A situation so bizarre yet so... common. "Hi sir! Here's your order!" a voice said. Brit looked up and knew who it was. It was the cashier. "Thanks..." Brit said lifelessly. The cashier noticed Brit's tone. "So. Why do you seem familiar to me? You look like an Ani-man I know. He left to study in Central a few years ago," the cashier said. Brit's spirit raised up a bit. "I can't seem to help that you're familiar too," Brit said. "My name's Joanna," the cashier named Joanna said. "I heard your true voice. I'm assuming you were a John befo--" Brit stopped. It hit him. Of course! Why did he forget? "John? John Safiro?" Brit's eyes glistened a bit. "How did you--"

"It's me! Brit!" Brit said in excitement. Joanna -- or John -- instantly realized who they were talking to. "Oh my goodness! It's you!" Joanna said. "You've... you've changed? I guess?" 

"What? No! You've changed!"

"Wow! You really followed your passion huh?"

Joanna giggled.

Joanna -- or John -- Safiro was a military raised child. There was no girl in the family that was gifted to them. Since it was a military family, it was a strict family. But John decided not to play by the rules. One day, when he was roaming around school, he got attracted to the drama club. They were putting make up to look pretty for a play they were doing. He didn't like the make up at first, but he eventually liked it. He liked wearing wigs and dresses. Then it came across his mind. He knew the wants of his father. If a daughter he wants, a daughter he gets.

He participated in a school play where the whole family was invited. It was an original play by an old student of the school years ago. It was a story of a man fulfilling his dreams to become a woman. And of course, who would fit the role better? The play was a success to everyone. After the play, he had to confront his family. He expected a more violent outcome, but he was embraced. Apparently, his father found his diary and read the lengths he would go for him. His father was touched. He -- she -- was welcomed.

"You still got moves?" Joanna asked Brit who was driving the car.

"You still have yours?" Brit asked back.

"Yep. It's at home. You were a good sparring partner!"

"Heh! You and I were a great duo."

"Yep!" Brit said as he drove in front of Chief's house. The two of them went up to the door and knocked. "Hey Chief! Sorry I took a while! I made a friend," Brit said, winking at Joanna then signaled her to keep quiet. "Open the door! It isn't locked," Chief said. Brit opened the door and saw Chief and Pangaea just scrolling through their phone. "Here's your Lasagna and Salad," Brit said. "Thanks Br-- who's your friend?" Pangaea asked. "I'm Joanna," Joanna said. "I'm Chief's ex," she said further. Pangaea asked. "WHAT?!" Pangaea and Chief said in unison. "You said I was your first!" Pangaea turned to Chief with a stare of disbelief. "You are!" Chief replied back with terror.

"Yeah, the first girl!" Joanna said, alternating his voice. Brit giggled uncontrollably besides Joanna. Pangaea and Chief looked at Joanna in confusion. "Her real name is John. Remember John Safiro?" Brit said to Chief. "Oh! Him! Of course!" Chief rolled his eyes. "What? What is it?" Pangaea asked. "I was her sparring partner back then when we were in high school--" Brit said. "--while I was a freaking lab rat!" Chief ended. "He used to put make up on me," Chief pointed out. "What?" Pangaea giggled. "It was at a price, don't worry," Joanna said. "About 20 dollars each time felt too short of a price," Chief said. "Joanna, this is Pangaea. She is Chief's only girlfriend," Brit said. "Hi! Nice to meet you!" Joanna said, reaching out a hand. Pangaea accepted and shook her hand. "Ooh, I like your eyes! How'd you do them?" Pangaea asked. "Oh girl, I can tell we'll be the best of friends!" Joanna replied. "Want me to teach you?" she then asked. "Definitely," Pangaea replied back.

"You look so... completely different," Chief said to Joanna. "That's what I said to her in the pizzeria!" Brit replied. "I usually go with they-them. She-her is when no one knows who I really am. He-him is used by my family," Joanna said. "Oh. So what should we use?" Chief asked. "Up to you if He or She," Joanna said. "Well, you look female so why not?" Pangaea said. "Thanks for having me, but I have to go. I'm going hunting tomorrow with my brother. Tranquilizer, picture, leave. No bullets," Joanna said. "Bye!"

"Wait, let me drive--"

"No thanks! I'll be running through the woods for a shortcut," Joanna said while sprinting away. Before any of them could stop her, she was already too far away.

"Hey Brit, get some sleep now. We need to go to the fire department tomorrow," Chief said to Brit. "Oh right. Well, good night. 5:30 tomorrow?" Brit said. "Definite."