Amanda skipped down the steps, obviously excited. "Alright- I've been thinking, and I decided that we should probably do a little more testing, like, can it change what people think of stuff? Or how smart they are?"
"Why? Anything else you're holding back?" I asked jokingly, obviously not to her appeal.
"Funny," she said sarcastically. "I just noticed that mini me," shakes her pumps, "couldn't remember being a bra."
"Okay, who should I test it on? Mini you is currently... indesposed."
"I don't know... wait..." Amanda grabbed me by the hand and dragged me to her car, throwing me into the passenger seat.
"What? What?!?" I asked frantically as she hopped into the driver's seat.
"I thought of the perfect test subject. My sister. Her personality wasn't that great to begin with, so it would be no great loss. And I've got the perfect wish, too."
"What?" I asked, begining to grow excited as well.
Her wish was...