Who do we spot first?
A fancy tea party
"I wish no one but each other could see us."
"Done."
"I wish I could communicate with you telepathically."
"Done."
We walked along until we heard music and laughter and peeked into a back yard. A group of women having a tea party were posing for a photo.

The photo was being taken by a maid.
I wish you knew and you'd tell me if any of these women are single. I wished telepathically.
Done, and the two women sitting on the right are single. Only those two.
OK. I wish all the food and drink were laced with a very powerful aphrodisiac that would also force them to lose all inhibitions.
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