"...have sex with me." he said.
Karyn gaped at him, blushing. 'What the hell' didn't quite cover it. A million thoughts flashed through her head, but one quickly won out. "Jon," she said carefully, "please put the stone down before you do something you'll regret."
"Karyn, why are you talking to me like that? I'm sorry to ask so bluntly, but I'm a little strung out and I couldn't think of a better way..." he replied, blushing himself.
"Ok, I understand," Karyn said, even though she didn't, "but you're scaring me a little, so please put it down." she concluded.
"Oh, ok. I didn't mean to scare you. I wouldn't make a wish like that on you, you know." he assured her, setting it down. "But, look, it's really important!"
Between the relief seeing the stone on the ground, and anger at the things her long-time friend was saying, Karyn lost it. "Important?!" she said, slapping him. "It's important that you get laid, so you expect me to just have sex with you? You're so wrapped up in yourself since you got that stone, it's like I don't even know you! What about me? You think I'm just here for your pleasure? Maybe you've been ignoring my hair and chest "situation" because I'm here to gawk at whenever you want? Or because you'd rather make it with a big-titted blonde?"
Her rant continued, days of stone-created frustration spilling over. "I've been patient, I've put up with it while you figured out the real important stuff. And what do you do? You ignore me all day except when you need something from me. Then you magic me here without even thinking of me at all! My friends must be in a panic! My mom probably thinks some deranged stalker kidnapped her daughter from ballet class, and she'd be half right!"
"Wait, you take ballet still?" Jon interrupted.
"I did up till now, but I'm going to have to quit if I can't get rid of this over-inflated chest! At the very least you could have wished me up some clothes, but no, you ask me to have sex with you!"
Jon was hurt, although rightfully so. "I didn't mean it like that;" he said weakly "I didn't mean to hurt you. It's not like I used a wish to make you want to have sex with me or anything, you know. It's just, well, listen to what happened and you'll understand--"
"Save it." Karyn retorted. "Just send me back, or get me some clothes and I'll leave under my own power."
"But--" Jon started, but the glare he was getting from Karyn was like nothing he'd seen from her before. He knew he messed up bad. "Ok, you're right. But I really am sorry." He picked up the rock.
"I wish..."
