Jon took out the stone and showed it to Karen, "The stone is right here safe. I think I know what to wish for to fix this. I wis-"
Karen reaches over and covers his mouth, "Uh...Jon, maybe I should make this wish. I mean it's not that I don't trust you to make the right wish, but....well...look at you. I gotta hunch you didn't wish to be a guy in a waitress dress in the middle of a restaurant."
"Good point," Jon said looking down re-evaluating his current state of affairs.
"Yeah, maybe you should try." Jon said handing Karen the stone.
Karen took the stone and let it rest in her hand and she kinda weighted it absent mindedly as she looked at Jon trying to think of a way to fix this.
"Oh, I got it," Karen said as she gripped the stone tightly and closed her eyes in preperation.
"I wish this place was never a restaurant"
