"No, it's not an emergency," Dave said as he closed the door to his office behind himself. "Remind me -- do you have anything in your wardrobe that covers your breasts?"
"My tits? What am I, a man?" The transformed Alexis looked at her husband as if he were crazy.
"And you've always looked like this?"
"How else would I look? I mean, obviously, when I was a baby --"
"Okay," said Dave, picking up the pen and the notepad from his desk. "You noticed me writing on this while we were having sex -- it's magic."
Alexis chortled, but then caught herself. "Ooh, wait, is this role playing? Are you gonna write some commands for me?"
"Yeah," Dave answered, as he flipped to the next sheet on the pad and wrote, "Both Dave and Alexis will notice any changes made by this pen's magic from now on."
"Are you gonna let me see? I can't do it unless I know what it is," Alexis pointed out.
Dave handed her the notepad, and she read the sentence. "What? What am I supposed to do about this?"