Greg followed Sara cautiously into the break room. "What are you doing?" He looked so suspicious that Sara had to laugh.
"It won't hurt, I promise."
Greg followed Sara, but he still looked suspicious. The look faded to confusion when he saw the variety of objects on the table.
"Sit." Sara indicated the chair directly behind the objects. Upon closer inspection, Greg determined that they were a pencil, a jar of Red Creeper, an apple, some uncooked spaghetti, and a can of pink paint. Before he could even open his mouth to ask, Sara started to explain.
"I recently found out that I'm half fairy." Greg's eyes widened in shock. Holly contacted Foaly, who thought that while I don't have many fairy powers, I might have the mesmer. Which brings us back to why we're here. Don't do anything I tell you to until I say the test is over. Got it?"
Greg took a minute, then responded. "Got it."
Sara concentrated on pushing her will into him, through her eyes into his. All her energy was focused on one thought. Pick up the apple. Her voice changed, becoming more like a group of people harmonizing.
"Hi, Greg. I need you to do something for me."
Greg was instantly entranced. "Anything." He couldn't seem to agree fast enough.
"It's quite simple. All I need you to do is pick up the apple."
Greg forgot about her earlier order, forgot about everything but the heavenly voice. He picked up the apple.
"Thanks, Greg." Sara's voice was back to normal. Greg seemed to come back to himself in an instant. "Sorry about that. I don't know what came over me."
"I do." Holly stopped shielding. "You were well and truly mesmerized. Ok, Sara, a couple of guidelines. I would recommend against using the mesmer on suspects, or people will think you drugged them. Second, you can definitely overuse the mesmer. Oh, and Greg? The test is over."