"Yeah, well, his hair's blue. And he'd be in danger if he got too near a magnet." Chris wasn't necessarily making fun of the bookstore owner as much as observing. He'd never given much thought to alternate appearances beyond well "what was the point?" Apparently she got the point as he nodded. "You're good," he said from his vantage point. Some time left for both.
He laughed. "That'd be some kind of magic. But if I'm going to be making wishes, I'd probably take something else. Something really out there like-" Blacking out his memory and guilt. "Well..." Bringing back the dead. "Maybe..." Dreamless sleep. "Being able to be invisible. That'd be cool to spy on people, easily. Then...you could walk around in your laundry sheets and properly disturb people."