Tommy grins as the electric green sparks begin to crackle on the tips of his hair, and his eyes begin to glow a similar shade.

'A few months, at least,' he agrees, helping himself to a paradox. 'Which means that yeah, Bar's very likely going to be having a bit of fun at your expense in the foreseeable future. Just be glad we're not due for any major holidays - you could find yourself a lot worse off.'

The Black Ranger still remembers, with keen displeasure, the dress incident.