Demand to know why she's being so mean.

You slam your hand onto the table. Everyone in a three table radius turns towards you in silence.

"Miranda! Talk to me! We've been friends forever, so why are you trying to hurt me like this?"

She glares at you. Then, time stops for everyone except you and Miranda. The cafeteria becomes strangely creepy, filled with people but empty of motion or sound. Miranda stands up. Her new height makes her look much more formidable than she used to as she stares at you angrily.

"Hurt you? What the hell makes you think this is about you?!"

"You're abandoning me for newer, better friends! What am I supposed to think you're doing?"

The lovely Japanese girl runs her hands over her scalp in frustration. "You're supposed to think I'm doing exactly what I told you I was doing! I'm dealing! You brainwashed me, James! You made me into some bimbo who jumped on your cock!"

You shrink back a little. "Well, I didn't do that to you specifically. I changed all the women in the world."

"Is that supposed to be better?" asks Miranda.

"Um..."

"Just give me a little time to think about what I did. And these guys..." she waves at her new friends frozen at the table. "Yeah, I wished to be one of the popular kids. And I wished that Josh Martin was my boyfriend. Big surprise, I have a crush on him, like every other hetero girl at school. Is that really so much worse than you turning every girl in the world into a big tittied slut wearing a fucking name tag?"

"Well, uh..." you stammer.

"I'm enjoying my new power a little. And yes, I'm doing it without you, while I figure out how I feel about what you did. Is that so bad?"