A childhood friend

It seemed natural to test it on someone who could laugh it off if my uncle was crazy. Or if I was going a little crazy. Poring through my mental contacts, I decided to call up my good friend, Elizabeth. I'd known her since grade school, and we had plenty of inside jokes. Maybe this could just be another one if it all didn't work like my Uncle said. Besides, she moved out of town a few years ago, and it's been a while since we caught up.

I pulled up her contact info in my phone, slipped on the ring, and glanced at her profile picture as I did. She was pretty nerdy, and always kept a low profile with baggy sweatshirts and modest shoulder length black hair. Glasses prominently featured above an awkward smile. I didn't know how I'd test this whole thing, but winging it couldn't hurt.

Pushing the call button, it wasn't a long wait until Elizabeth picked up. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's me, Lewis! Do you have a minute to talk? I have something I'd like to test out." As I finished, I realized I'd asked a question already.

"Sure, I'm not busy! How have you been?" She answers brightly. Okay. Not exactly unlikely I'd get a yes to that question, but it's something.

"Oh, I've been okay, mostly. Had a weird thing with my uncle happen. He passed away recently. Do you remember him?" I was fairly sure they never met, but I could have maybe told her about him at some point.

With a sympathetic tone, she answered. "Aw, I'm sorry to hear that. That's hard. I think I do, actually. Seemed a good enough guy."

These easy questions aren't getting me anywhere. I have to try something more drastic. "It's alright. I never spent too much time with him. But I did get an inheritance. It'd be a lot easier to explain in person. Dang. You happen to be in town?"

"I am, actually! I'm visiting my parents. Need me to come over?" Apparently, she was always ready to help out, even on an incredibly rare, convenient trip out here. Or, perhaps, a ring-enabled one? She hasn't been back her since she moved.

"Wow! That really is a crazy coincidence. Yeah, I'd love to see you and catch up! We could really take the chance to act on all that sexual tension building up between us over the years, yeah?" I tossed the last bit in as a crude joke. Honestly, the crudest and most sudden joke I ever told her. She would probably take it poorly if this ring didn't work, but I could maybe chalk it up to grief or something. If not, we hadn't spoken much in the past few years. Would be a shame, but it wouldn't change much.

Instead of a sharp reprimand, my ears were greeted with a sudden change in her tone of voice. A bit of nervousness, mixed with unmistakable desire. "Ohhh. Really? I thought... With so much time apart, nothing would come of it. But sure. Maybe we could... Make out a bit?"

Either I am the most oblivious man on the planet, or this ring was doing something. "Uh. Sure! Or whatever we feel like doing. See you in half an hour?"

"Definitely". She hung up.