Purse

Jay didn’t quite know what to make of what was going on. He was in the back room of some place and in the body of a strange woman. He quickly started looking through the woman’s purse for some form of identification. He noticed the other woman in the room doing the same.

“Did it happen to you to?” Jay asked.

“Yeah, my name is Tom. Did you find anything.”

“Only a scrap of paper with an address, but I have no idea if it’s her address or someone else’s.”