"You are joking me Samantha." Chelsea didn't know whether to be amused or insulted by Samantha's childish claim. A magic ring that changes ones age, really how silly.
Samantha knew from the moment she decided to tell Chelsea about the Ring there would have to be a demonstration.
"I wish that I am the only one here younger than Chelsea during the day of the wedding."
"So what was that wish for."
Samantha gave a sheepish grin. "I don't want a ringbearer to show up and be a younger flower girl."
Chelsea grinned. "Maybe there can be two flower girls here instead."
Samantha wanted to say something but realized that might actually be fun. But she also had fun as a woman in her twenties too.