My eyes opened suddenly with a brief moment of confusion. Where was I, what was going on? My eyes focused on the man sitting in front of me, his hands still rubbing along my lamp. The confusion faded and I remembered; I’m a genie. That was obvious from my puffy satin pants and the lamp sitting in the man’s lap. He had rubbed my lamp and I’d appeared. Waking up from the genie-sleep could cause a brief moment of confusion, but it was all clear now.
I informed my new master of my identity and his three wishes. He looked a little shocked at first, and started asking me what sort of wishes he could make. I had a good guess what his wishes would involve from the tent in his pants. Those were always my favorite kinds of wishes.