Creeeepy....

[slipjig3]

rafaela: [rubbing hands] I wish we had some of those lemony-wipes.
Me: I know. Maybe an alcohol wipe?
rafaela: Maybe. Can you bring me one?
Me: Sure, I'll just...
[spots a packet on the floor that neither of us knew was there]
Me: Just a moment, what's this? [picks up, reads] "Moist Towelette, Lemon-Scented." Huh.
rafaela: Okay, that's weird.
Me: Ask and ye shall receive.
rafaela: Hm. I wish I had a million dollars. [looks around expectantly]
Me: It doesn't work if you do it on purpose.
rafaela: Shit.
Me: [worried eyebrow]
rafaela: Wait, I seriously did not just wish that on myself....
Me: I am so totally blogging this.