Ashley looked expectantly at her stepbrother. Matt finished his sentence, "Of course, it'll be a dollar at a time."
"What?" asked Ashley.
"Your job," said Matt. "Now that you have to wear shoes like that, I thought I should give you a career to go with them."
"What are you talking about?"
Matt didn't directly answer her. He just said, "Hope this works -- I wish for no one but me and Ashley to notice any further changes unless I say otherwise."
"Matt, what --" Ashley began.
Matt interrupted. "I wish my bedroom were bigger, with an empty area at one end, and to make up for the space, Ashley and Lisa share a room."
Ashley gasped at the thought of having to share with her annoying younger sister, then gaped as the walls of Matt's bedroom literally expanded outward.
"And I'm sure you're wondering what the empty space is for," said Matt, trying to be dramatic. "I wish there were, let's say, six leather recliners arranged around a semicircular raised platform that's against the wall." That arrangement appeared, and he turned to look at Ashley to say, "And I wish that a brass pole stretched from the platform up to the ceiling."
"My job is going to be stripping for you?!" Ashley exclaimed.
Matt laughed. "No, your job is going to be stripping at a club, nights and weekends. But you'll also give private shows to me and my friends."
"Ha!" said Ashley. "If you think for one minute --"
Matt interrupted her yet again to point at the bracelet on his wrist. "Did you forget I have this?"