Nah, confrontation is out - Jessica's sitting there, with her toy-boy, that pneumatic wonder, Kevin, the dumb blond muscle-head - but not so dumb he wouldn't try to tear you apart physically if he thought you were bothering Jessica. But, hey, the Wishing Powder should be good from a distance!
You get a soda from the corner shop and mix a little wishing drink. Downing it, you wish...
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