"Sure. Just tell me your greatest desire and I shall use my magic, on you, and the whole audience will watch.", said Madame. "You know, I've always wanted to be an object that's smelly, filthy, and disgusting.", said Damon. "So, what object would you like to be? There are plenty of choices out there. You could be anything from a dumpster in a back alley to a toilet in a run-down convenience store on the rough side of town." said Madame. "Well, I'm not sure what object I want to be, I just want to be smelly, filthy, and well used. I could let you transform me into what ever suits you. This is a carnival, you could use a port-a-john. Yes, a port-a-john sound's like heaven. People pissing and shitting all over me as I'm just chilling out in your carnival on a hot summer day. I'm sure I'd enjoy the maggots feeding off the feces that's smeared on my interior plastic walls. But, at the end of the day, I'll let you choose what I need to be to serve you and this carnival.", said Damon. "Very well, folks!", Madame Illusia addressed to the crowd. "Watch and be amazed at what I can do. This man wishes to be a filthy, smelly object and a filthy, smelly object he shall be.