Yes! And now he has three wishes!

The glittering purple mist condensed into a lovely young woman with long flowing black hair. She wore a veil that covered the lower half of her face, and her large breasts were barely contained by the top part of a blue Middle Eastern dress that seemed made of translucent silk.

She looked at Tony with her charming eyes: "My Master, what do you wish for?"

Tony's jaw was dropped: "Wow, a genie! For real! Wait, should you be blue?"

"Do you wish me to turn blue?"

"WAIT! No, no, no! That doesn't count! Let me calm down first!"

He walked around for about a minute, then asked: "How many wishes do I have?"

"You have three wishes, Master. However, it is not without limitations. You can wish to kill anybody, make anybody fall in love with anybody else, or bring people back from the dead..."

"And I cannot wish for more wishes, right? Can I wish for more genies?"

"...That's technically wishing for more wishes. If you insist, I can create another genie, but they won't grant you any wish..."

"Hphm, expected it. Such obvious loopholes should have been patched long ago."

He thought for a moment, then said: "I bet you cannot bring me out of this desert."

Silence.

"Okay, okay, I know. No free wish, huh? Now I officially wish that you could bring me to the headquarters of Stark Industries."

"... Sorry, I cannot do that."

"Are you kidding me? Look, I did try to trick you, but any kid who ever watched Aladdin must try that, okay? If you are still angry, I can apologize..."

"No, I'm not. It's because I’m a Sex Genie, and I can only grant wishes have to involve sex in some way."

"WHAT!"