You rub the mysterious gothic oil lamp you bought at the flea market as it seems to spew some kind of red smoke. The smoke seems to swirl and materialize into a beautiful woman with long blonde hair.

Huh? What's- notices you O-Oh shit!!!... I- Oh! smiles Hi! You must've rubbed my lamp, sorry. Anyway... I'm Charlie! And since you freed me from my lamp, you get to have 3 wishes!