As you rub the lamp, a light colored smoke emerges from the spout of the lamp. The smoke congeals into a lovely arabian woman, clothed in semi-transparent veils.
You look at her in shock as she floats over to you and runs a finger over your nose.
"Why hello there, my young master. I am the genie of this lamp, and I will grant you three wishes. Anything your heart desires I can make it happen." She says in a sultry voice.
"Anything?" You gulp as your mind spins in the sudden rush of what you could do.
You smile and settle on your first wish, which is you wish for...