It's time to learn her name

You realize you have no intention of letting her go. There's so much more to try, and you can't think of anyone who'd be as cute or interesting to test things out on than the goth lesbian chick you've already hooked.

"What's your name?" you ask.

"Katherine," she says, and gestures vehemently to her neck. She's mystified by all the weird stuff going on, but by now her sole focus is getting the collar off so she can go meet up with her girlfriend. "Get this thing off me, now."

But by now, her sexy, edgy style, and the possibilities of the situation, have you rock hard in your jeans. "I wish you'd blow off your girlfriend tonight," you say.

Katherine pauses, suddenly seeming much less in a hurry to leave. "Um. Okay, I guess," she says, relaxing so that her anger reduces once more to impatience. But she seems worried. "Raven's going to be really upset when I don't show up, though... so could you get this thing off me now, or what? I need to call her."

You're intrigued with how easily Katherine took to the command - of course, you ordered her not to find it weird that you wished her to do things, so it shouldn't be a surprise. But it's interesting that she's still worried about the _consequences _of the wish, even as she plans to fulfill it.

"I wish you stopped asking me to take off the collar," you say. "And actually, I wish you stopped worrying about your girlfriend too. She's not important to you anymore."

Katherine's face darkens, and she shoves you hard in the chest. "You asshole! What the hell?" she shouts. More people looked our way. "I loved Raven! Why would you even say something like that?"

You try to shush her, but she won't let it go. You didn't expect her to fight back like this!

Katherine dodges your attempt to grab her but then freezes up. "Oh shit," she says, eyes widening in horror. Her hand goes to her chest, like her heart's just been ripped out. "You made a wish and I - Raven! She's not... I don't... it came true? What the fuck are you?"

In a panic, you throw out another command. "Katherine, I wish you'd calmly accept all my wishes!" you blurt out. "I wish you wouldn't fight any of them anymore!"

Katherine's horror, anger, and panic quickly subside. In an instant, she looks nothing if not bored. "Well fuck," she says blandly, planting her hands on her hips in thought and pursing her lips. "Well if I can't ask you to take the collar off, I guess I'll keep it and figure it out later. Screw you, asshole, now I've got no plans for tonight."

With that, the goth chick turns around and promptly walks off without another word.

Which is for the best - there's a small crowd now, gathered around.