Joey chuckles at the comment. "Your name is Melissa. I think you underestimate my powers... of reading your name tag." He smirks and taps his index finger against the aluminum button on her shirt. "That's ok we all have our blonde moments..." He says getting an idea.
Joey liked Goth's and they were his normal go-to, but something the ring made him want to test the limits of what it could do. He thought to himself "I wish time around me stopped." He looked over at Melissa and realized he caught her mid-response. Her mouth was hanging open showing off the barb in her tongue. He cracked his fingers in delight.
He stood up and moved behind her. Curiously he lifted up the back of her shirt and took a look at her bra tag. "32B... interesting. I wish Melissa had 32DD's." He said letting go of the bra unintentionally snapping it against her back. He checked for a mark, but her body hadn't even responded to it yet. Turning to the front he noticed her breasts poke out from her v-neck top.
Joey tousled her raven hair a bit. "I wish her hair was platinum blonde and looked like she just got out of the salon." He said as her hair began to bunch up under his hand. Long curly blonde hair poured from her head and down past her shoulders. Joey grinned at the bombshell he was sculpting.
"Okay, we don't have all day... I wish her piercings were gone, her uniform turned into a tight fitted mini-skirt and crop-top, she's wearing high heels but she's only 5' tall, her eyes are bright blue, her nipples are always sensitive and perky, and her short-term memory is bad... Oh, I wish this was all normal to everyone else, but her. " He says admiring his handiwork.
Joey goes back to his chair and crosses his legs in a satisfactory fashion. "I wish time went back to normal." He says as Melissa resumes wiping down the table she's at.
"I'm not blonde. Don't say that." She says as she looks down and gives Joey a look of disgust. "You didn't..."
"I did just pay off your student loans. I believe that does make me your sugar daddy? You can either stay working here as a barista making whatever is you do an hour, or you can come with me and you can use your art degree in your free time." He says standing up from his chair now looming over the petite girl. "If not, good luck. Thanks for the coffee." He holds up his cup and starts to walk off.