You heard a voice behind you. An angry female voice. 'What is going on here? Who are you and why are you kissing my daughter?'
You found you couldn't move. You feet were frozen to the ground. Your muscles did not work.
'Amy! Explain!'
You saw a ring covered hand reach out and touch Amy's forehead. The voice said something in a foreign language. It apparently undid the spell the pen had caused. Suddenly Amy was looking at you in disgust
'Ugh! What did you do to me?' An angry looking Amy was looking at you.
'He cast a spell on you Amy dear. Who is he? A warlock?'
You still couldn't move.
'No he's a creep who came into the shop. He bought a pen'
'And you let him use it you. Amy you really need to be more careful''
'He must have. Was I really kissing him? Ugh I feel sick'
'Well young man. I don't like people magically interfering with my daughter. What do you have to say in your defence?' The older woman moved in front of you so you could finally see her' She looked to be about 40 and was quite a looker herself. An older version of Amy.
You wanted to reply but you couldn't. You were still frozen.
The ring covered had reached out and touched your forehead 'You may speak now. I hope for your sake you have a good explanation'