"All my wishes?" Marinette said in a slightly confused tone, scratching her temple as she tried to wrap her head around this whole ordeal. Her immediate thought had been that this was all some kind of dream... but when she'd pinched herself she'd felt a slight sting so that wasn't it. And it wasn't some kind of parlor trick either. She'd already examined the lamp for some kind of off switch. There wasn't one.

"Well, not all your wishes, per say, but three for sure." The genie floated toward her desk and grabbed a mint from her candy dish, popping it into his mouth. "I'm supposed to say this next part in an ominous tone to spook you and blah blah blah but that got old eons ago so here goes. I am the amazing genie of the lamp. As a reward for rubbing the lamp and freeing me I will now grant you three wishes. But there are rules. Rule number one, no wishing for more wishes. You get three. Don't be greedy." He wagged his finger at her as if he were scolding a small child, then held up a second.

"Rule number two, I cannot kill anyone. You don't seem like the type of girl... but I've been wrong before. Rule three, I cannot make anyone fall in love with you. I'm not Cupid okay so don't ask. And finally, rule four, I cannot bring anyone back from the dead. Trust me. You don't want to mess with the laws of nature. You just don't." He shivered at the thought, then floated back to her and took her hand in both of his once more. "So tell me m'lady, what is it you wish for?" He bowed his head and waited for her request but she remained silent so she looked back up at her.

"I... I don't have anything to wish for," she admitted. "I have everything I need right here. A family, good friends, decent money... I don't want to use a cosmic wish on anything material. It just doesn't seem right."

Cat Noir arched an eyebrow and circled her, tapping his chin with his finger. "You know, I've been a genie for a long long time and you're probably the most humble person I've ever met. However, you'll think of something to wish for. They always do."

"How long exactly have you been a genie?" She asked In awe, sitting down in her swivel chair to gaze up at him.

"Ah ah ah," he purred with a swift shake of his head, "A cosmic, immortal being never reveals his age. And didnt you know it was rude to ask? Anyway, You got a name, oh humble one?"

She giggled and held out her hand. "Sorry... how rude of me. This whole genie thing made me forget my manners. I'm Marinette. Nice to meet you Cat Noir."

"Cat Noir is my cosmic genie name. You can call me Adrien if it's easier. That was my name before..."

His voice trailed off, a perplexed look hindering his features.

"Before?" She pressed, looking slightly concerned. In the whole half hour she'd known him, she hadn't seen him look as distraught as he did right now. She hadnt seen him so much as frown but now he looked so pained...But his smile quickly returned.

"Nevermind That Marinette!" He cooed with a soft laugh. "For now, I bid you Adieu. If you need me, just call out my name or rub the lamp and I'll make my appearance. Oh and just a small warning. Be very careful what you wish for." He flashed her a smile, winked, then disappeared in a cloud of green smoke, the lamp vibrating once he was safely inside.