“Wow. Just like that, huh? So, if I said I wanted a bed made of gold and a handsome prince to whisk me away on a snowy white steed to a glittering palace, would you make that happen too?” His eyes narrow. “What use is a bed that’s too hard to sleep on? And you’d annoy the handsome prince so much, he’d dump your ass off his horse long before you ever made it to any palace.” “I’m guessing that’s a no.”
