It was a normal day as I recall. I was headed to work. By all means it makes no sense, for me to take on this power how and where I did, it really makes no sense.

I had to pee. That was it. I went into the bathroom and there he was, at the urinal. I was really taken aback when I saw him, I mean, I'm not one to judge but, beating your meat in the back of a Panda Express? God. He didn't even seem embarrassed. He just finished, pulled his skirt thing down, and put his long black hair up. He then smiled at me. I think I shuttered.

"Ah, there you are." He said with a soft, fluid voice.

If I hadn't just seen more than I wished, I would have thought he was a woman.

"Uhhh me?" I asked nervously, wondering if he was a creepy stalker guy.

"Do you see anyone else?" He laughed, for his feminine voice, he had a hearty laugh. His whole body moved with his laughter.

"Ah haha." I stage-laughed awkwardly. I was reasonably uncomfortable.

"Have I put you off? Oh terribly sorry!" He tossed his ponytail. "Thousands of years in a lamp don't give you just a crick in the neck." He laughed again. He sure was a laugher.

Most crazy people seem to be.

"Yeah, in lamps, uh huh, lamps." I repeated the word lamps at least twelve times in this manner before he interrupted me.

The guy with the ponytail touched my shoulder to shut me up, "James, you're a nice guy, but you seem a tad confused."

"My name-" I squinted for some reason. " that's my name."

"I know." He said sarcastically.

"You said my name."

"Well with all the people you were bringing into the house a while back, I figured out your name whilst decoding moans."

"My house...?" I felt light headed, "How long have you been stalking me?"