"My new wife would be Phoebe Reese." The stone flashed. Phoebe Reese was in his class and was a painfully shy wallflower. She only had a couple of friends, all of them female, and seemed almost terrified of boys. She dressed as nondescriptly as possible. She never went to parties or other social events, not that she was invited to many in the first place.
Jon's room changed. His bed was replaced with a larger one, one that could accommodate both him and his new wife. An extra dresser appeared, filled with girl's clothes. Half of his closet also contained girl's clothes. A collection of various new objects, including books, pictures and stuffed animals, had appeared in his room.
As he was looking through the closet, a timid-sounding voice behind him said, "Are you busy right now, honey? If you are, I can come back later."
