[Three Wishes]

Edgar only inhales a little when passed the mouthpiece. He doesn’t think this is any time for him to be putting magic genie smoke in his lungs. He doesn’t even know what it really is!
But food is food, and he starts trying to cut up the pineapple. Unsuccessfully. He’s never done this before.
”Okay. I wish...” he stops, realizes that now that he’s started he has to keep going and he really should have thought things through before he opened his mouth.
”...that I looked really impressive instead of like a starved hobo like I do now.” his tight budget has left him quite shabby looking, even though he still does have a tiny place of his own and a little bit of his money left. He still has enough to shop for cool things (but only if they cost basically nothing) but he hasn’t really been able to get himself to get a new wardrobe when his old things still work. Sort of. Still, he’s probably over exaggerating that people think he looks quite that bad.