Byron: you have 3 wishes,Aitor.

Aitor: i wish for more wishes.

Byron: No,you can't wish like that.

Aitor: i wish i could wish like that.

Byron: that's not how to work.

Aitor: i wish that's how to work.

Byron:WHAT IS FUCKING WRONG WITH YOUR SON,XAVIER!

Xavier:*wears sunglasses* Deal with it