"Three wishes?"
"Did I stutter?" Same stupid question. The look on his face, he thinks I'm just a smart ass. He lacks that unfocused delirium that comes from thinking he's struck it rich.
"Anything I want?"
Then again, what do I know. "No, Zach, not anything. I can give you things, not concepts. Oh yeah and don't try to be cute and ask for more wishes, that's been tried."
"Wasn't even a thought." Even if that was true, it doesn't matter, he's gonna ask for the same stuff as ev