Dominant

"I'm the guy who's about to get what he wants. See, I still have one wish left. I'm getting laid tonight, one way or another." you tell her.

"And why should I believe you?" she asks.

"Well, for starters, may I direct your attention to the FLOATING BLUE MAN WITHOUT LEGS!" you shout, gesticulating wildly toward the genie. "And if that's not enough, I'd urge you to check your phone and respond to any one of the texts you've undoubtedly received asking where the fuck you disappeared to in the middle of a concert, and how the fuck you did it better than Houdini."

Ariana pulls out her phone to see the texts from her manager and numerous other people involved with her current tour, all asking where she went. "What... but I... Oh, fuck..." She looks at you as it settles in that you may be less of a lunatic, yet still more of a pervert, than she originally thought. "So, what exactly do you want me to do?" she asks.