He manages to get the inhaler out and takes a puff on it the way Billy showed him how. It opens his windpipe but doesn't make it easier for him to breathe. Not an asthma attack, then. No. Just plain old shock and awe.

"I'll say," he comments back just as lamely. Steve moves closer and stares at this man who apparently is him. Him in all the ways he's dreamed of being.

"I can't believe it worked." Excitement and jealousy both rise inside him. "Is it permanent?"