“Well,” Richard started, adjusting his suit, “I wanted to give this office a little…” he paused, “makeover,”
“Oooh!” Leah said, delighted, “in what way?” She asked, very intrigued,
“Well, first of all, to make things right,” he stated, “I want to ‘wish that all the employees in my building are going to receive 10 million dollar’s by the end of this year’,”
“Holy shit!” Leah shouted,
“Yourself included,” Richard added, winking at her,
“HOLY SHIT, REALLY!?” Leah screamed, unable to fathom the wealth she was going to acquire,
“And ‘I wish that all employee’s will be not be able to make any terrible financial decisions’,”
“That’s so generous of you, Richard,” Leah said, giving him a large hug,
“Well actually…” Richard looked at the rainbow rock, knowing that the wealth came from it’s power, “it’s all my pleasure,” he stated.
Leah had finally calmed down, aware that not only was she receiving immense wealth, but had also received an age regression, and was now possibly the worlds most flexible woman. So she simply asked,
“How are we to redecorate the office?” She asked,
“Well I never said, redecorate,” Richard said, admiring the rock in his hand, he looked of his door, “in fact, one of the reasons I decided to give everyone as much money as I did is simply because I wanted them to know that the power I wield is immense, and that after everything I choose to do to them, they are being rewarded at the end,” he stated. Throwing the rock into the air and catching it in the same hand,
“Choose to do to them…” Leah had to ask, “what does that mean?” She asked,
“You really are cute, aren’t you,” Richard said, turning to face her. She felt a little scared by this. She felt weak, “When I made you the most flexible woman— correction, most flexible person on Earth, I didn’t ask beforehand,” he noted. Leah realised this was true, “but I knew you would be okay with me doing that, since you are my right-hand woman, after all,” he said, towering over her, leaning down and tapping her on the nose, “you should feel special that you’re my most trusted… friend,” he said, standing back up straight,
“I think I understand,” Leah said, feeling small,
“Of course you do,” Richard said, “you’re a smart woman,”