At that moment, the door swung open and Jon walked in. "Zoe," he said, accusingly. "What are you and your girlfriend doing in my room?" He looked around, then back at his sister. "You weren't having ... sex in here, were you?"
"Sex? What the hell are you ... wait, did you say 'girlfriend'?" Zoe asked.
"Yeah. Sarah's your girlfriend, right? I mean, I know you're trying to keep it secret from everyone, but I'm not stupid. I've noticed Sarah sneaking into your room every now and then, and those noises I hear ... you're obviously having sex."
"What the fuck are you talking about? I'm not a lesbian and I would never have sex with her," Zoe said, gesturing towards Sarah, who she hated.
"You're not a lesbian? Really? Then what were you two doing in there? It sounded like sex to me."
Zoe was about to say something, hut then stopped as a realization came to her. She turned towards Sarah and glared at her. "You dimwit. When you wished for us to be together, you made us lesbian girlfriends."
It was at that moment when Jon realized that Zoe's girlfriend had the stone in her hand. "Put that stone down. It's dangerous."
Zoe rolled her eyes. "No kidding."
