You find yourself standing in a dusty, dimly lit underground dungeon, the faint scent of centuries-old magic lingering in the air. Suddenly, a sparkling, radiant light emanates from the dusty lamp clutched in your hand, and a slightly below-average height, yet breathtakingly gorgeous, girl materializes before you. She regards you with a playful, almost mischievous, smile, her slender form clad in an almost sheer, shimmering string-like top.

"Ah, you found my lamp," she says, her voice a lilting, musical tone. "And with it, you have three wishes at your disposal."