McDonalds is the best way to finish a workout

You're having lunch with Jane at a busy McDonald's, her bright and shiny new (in a sense) yellow jeep parked right outside the window. A pile of Big Macs seemed the best way to celebrate.

You take a sip of some kind of fruity ice lemonade from a jumbo cup. It splashes into your mouth with a sugary zing that instantly gives you a canker sore. The lemonade can’t possibly be good for your long term health, but you can’t resist taking another drink straight away, because you’re a sucker for sugar. McDonalds knows you too well…

"Should've let me buy you lunch," says Jane, flashing you a guilty smile above her chocolate shake, large fry, and her half of the Big Macs.

You squint your eyes against the intense sour flavor of your pink carbonated drink. "Why would I make you pay for anything when I can get both of us lunch for free?"

Jane smiles and coyly ducks behind her sandwich, like the mention of you using your powers for anything is some wildly inappropriate, yet wonderful secret best not shared in polite company.

"I'm serious," you say. "I can get anything I want for free. Literally.” You remember the second item Jane said she’d claim, if she could, at the party yesterday.. “Hey. I promised I'd get you a computer too yesterday, didn’t I?"

Jane's eyes bulge out of their sockets. "No, Chase, the jeep was already way too much!”

"Nobody will mind. My powers have some sort of mental effect on them that makes it hard for people to even know what I’m doing, " you assure her. "You said you wanted a laptop. Well, I can get you a nice gaming one, too. Something that'll last you through college."

Your friend becomes bashful and blushes, like she's embarrassed someone might overhear you planning to use your claiming powers on her behalf. "C'mon, quit it,” she chides, throwing a french fry at your face. “I shouldn't have let you get the car for me in the first place. If I really wanted one that bad, I could’ve just gotten a job and saved up the money for it like a normal person. The same goes for a computer! I’m putting my foot down, Chase - no more. I’m not a charity case or whatever. I can take care of myself.”

"Please, Jane. We’re friends. I know you can take care of yourself. Hell, you’re probably the most responsible one of us after Yu,” you say. “Claiming shit is just so ridiculously easy for me. All I do is say the words and wave my hands and boom - people do what I want, and give me what I want.”

You toss a french fry at Jane, which she ducks - it hits the woman behind her, who turns around with a stormy expression. You and Jane give her sheepishly apologetic looks, after which she huffs and turns back around.

You look back to Jane and lean in, speaking now in a low voice. "You deserve a good computer. I've seen the toaster you use, it’s beneath you. You need something that can play games that aren’t coded in HTML."

Jane hugs her arms to herself, her face reddening. "The toaster's my dad's old laptop. It works fine,” she says, in a guarded, yet semi-confused tone of voice.

What's she so embarrassed about? What's holding her back? Nobody’s asking questions about your powers except, maybe Pearl and Yutong, the latter of whom is only doing so because you explicitly asked her to.

You slap your hands on the table. "Jane. Do you want a new laptop?"

Jane chews on her lower lip for a second, looking conflicted, before giving a slight shrug. "Yeah, but -"

"Then I'm getting you a new laptop," you say, holding up a finger. "No excuses. What's the point of having infinite god mode cheat powers if I don’t use them to spoil the people I care the most for?”

Jane turns a furious shade of red and shrinks three sizes in her seat. “Okay…” Her voice is reduced almost to a whisper.

Permission granted, you smile and down the rest of your lemonade.