I needed to get my hands on the ring.
I went crazy imagining all the things I could do with something like that.
So I said we'd meet at the fancy restaurant on the corner next week and in my head the wheels had already started turning.
Okay, so his first wish was that nobody could take it of right? Maybe I could convince him to undo that wish to let me try it.
I had managed to be quite convincing so far, it's the womanly charms y'know? But if he were unwilling I would have played
out my hand, then he'd know I wanted the ring and no other scheme would work.
Maybe if I somehow had him and me swap bodies, if I was him, wearing the ring, it would be wasy to get my own hot body
back, but the chances that he'd formulate the wish exactly like that were sort of small.
I thought about Blutz, and I thought about all the other cons I had made over the years, I thought about a lot of stuff.
Until, quite suddenly actually, an idea struck me. It was the perfect crime, the most devious plan I had ever come up with.
This would get me the ring for sure.