He has questions for her!

"Okay, so how does this work... You said you were a... Sexy genie, right?" he asked, rubbing his temples.

"A Sex Genie~!" Rukia smirked as she corrected him, resting her hands behind her head and jutting out her breasts as she spoke. "Though, you are part right, I certainly AM sexy~!" she added teasingly.

"Right, so what is the difference, exactly?" Ichigo asked.

"Well, Master~!" Rukia replied, pulling out a notepad and pen from Ichigo didn't even want to know where, and started drawing her usual... Visual aids. "You see, there are many types of genies. You got the classic type, they are limited by the quantity of wishes they can grant per Master, but far less limited in what kind of wishes they can grant. Genies like me? We're ones with a specialty! We can only grant wishes that are related to said specialty, but we aren't limited in how many wishes within said specialty we can grant! Make sense?"

Ichigo stared at her drawings, before he stared flatly at Rukia. "...yes. Though it would have been actually easier without your poor excuse for drawing up visual aids... Glad that hasn't changed..."

Whack! Ichigo didn't even flinch as Rukia chuckled the notepad at his head in irritation. "...my drawings are fine, assh- Master!" she huffed, before grinning again. "So, I'm sure you can guess what kind of wishes I can grant..."

"Hmm, you're called a Sex Genie, so... I'm going to assume that your specialty isn't bake sales," he quipped.

"Nope! I'm exactly what I say on the tin!" she snorted. "The wishes just need to related to sex in some manner, and within some limits, I can do it! So, how about taking me, making me yours?" she purred, giving him bedroom eyes.