" 'm Chris," he says, taking Cyrus's hand to help him stand up again. He's still trying to wrap his head round all this.

"Sorry. Man turning up out of a bottle. S'not something you see every day." He can't think of anyone he knows who would've been alright with it. Even with all the weird stuff they all see every day, he doesn't think he knows anyone who's done this one.

It takes a moment, but then the other bit of what Cyrus has told him clicks.

"Three wishes? Really? Like, I can wish for anything, and it'll turn up just 'cause I asked for it?"