"Ahh!" Jon gasped. "Un-wish that! This outfit will cause traffic accidents! And I have a feeling all my tops ... err, shirts at home have changed as well!"
"You're already home, Jon," Karyn said.
"Oh yeah. I forgot." He grabbed his forehead. "This situation has me turned upside down and all around."
"But really, Jon. I think you look fabulous!"
"Fabulous like a freak!"
"Oh, you are just being difficult now. Okay, I wish it was a little easier for you to fulfill your milking quota." The stone glowed.
"What does that mean?" Jon asked. "It was really vague."
"I guess we'll find out," Karyn said. "Come on, Jon. It'll be fun."
"Maybe for you, but not for me," Jon said.
