As Candice and the other waitress argued, Maron continued weaving and fingering the two constructs together, but then merely switching their contents. She wasn't any expert on these kinds of crafts, but when it came to removing and reappropriating metaphysical abstracts of reality, it was mere second nature to her. When Maron finished, she put two threads together in a loop and than separated them, snapping her fingers.
Both waitresses went blank for a moment. Maron smiled and walked back to her seat, giving Mel an assuring head nod. He put his notebook down as they looked down at themselves with a strange feeling of disgust or unprofessionalism.
"Excuse me for a moment." Candice said, walking towards an employee door. The other waitress did the same, sneering at them all the while.
The two sipped their coffee patiently all the while, while slight arguing resumed. When the two came back out, the formerly attendant waitress Jenny was wearing a girls V-neck and skin-hugging work slacks. Her face was a lot more made up, and she seemed to be donning Candice's heels. She sat towards her co-worker's former seat, pulled out her phone and started texting.
Candice, now looking more modest with a blouse, apron and even hair tied back in a bun smiled at the two teenagers and apologized for being so rude earlier. After her guest had brought her change, they kindly told her it was no big deal and paid their dues.
"Wait, this is way more than you bought. And most of those were on the house, remember?"
Maron winked at Candice with a sly smile. "Oh don't worry about it, keep the Change. I think you're really gonna need it." She said, walking out of the shop.
With the two individuals 'Fates' irrevocably changed, the duo decided it was a good test, and they'd win with it easily.
"By the way, what was your trigger for your ability anyway? Don't you have a requirement you have to fulfill?" Mel asked.
Maron smirked and flexed a muscle. "Already did. It was, 'Competition'. Being the best at everything, gives me leisure to decide other's lives it seems. Isn't that just fitting?" She asked rhetorically.
The studious Melvin scratched his chin contemplating the statement. "But if it's competition, how'd you get that other one so easily?"
His brawny companion had the widest smile on her face. "Easy. Dungeon Strikers 3:Carnage Unlimited Edition." He looked at her like she was speaking gibberish.
"I beat it 7 months ago already, even got in the top 10 high-scores. It's lucky for me that she just sucked at games that much." She said scratching her head less than modestly.
"You are, something else." Mel exasperated, bumping her adoringly and being nearly knocked back affectionately in turn before they made their way home.
