Wendi's body glowed, but because of one of Jon's earlier wishes, only Jon saw it happen.
Suddenly, Wendi grabbed her bra and put it on, then her shirt. She looked incredibly embarrassed. "I don't know what I was thinking," she said. "Jon, I'm so sorry that I twisted your wishes like that."
"That's better," Jon said, approving the outcome of his wish. "Karyn, I think ..."
"Helloooo," Wendi said. "Stop talking like I'm not here."
"What?" Jon asked.
"I am a person. Why don't you treat me like one?" she asked.
"You're not a person. You're just the wishing ..."
"I am not just the wishing stone, Jon, and you know better than that! You wished I'd be a girl, you wished I'd think like a girl. That means I am one!"
"I suppose you're right," said Jon. "It's just hard to get used to. A girl, who I have to touch in order to make wishes."
"Think of how hard it is to get used to for me."
"Do you still exist to fulfill my wildest dreams and desires?" wondered Jon. He wanted to know, but just a little too late, he realized that saying that to a real girl could be a bad idea.
"Sure I do," said Wendi. "You just have to touch me and make a wish."
"I didn't mean..." said Jon.
Wendi giggled. "I think you meant that a little bit. I know you were thinking about sex when you created me, Jon, of course you'll have thoughts like that. So you were able to ask me about the wishes, and flirt at the same time."
"You're not offended?"
"I'm not offended," said Wendi. "I know you're a good person. Now that I'm human and I know what a good person is."
