Er-Odd-Ic

The lizard is taken aback by such a measly wish.

“...Really? That’s what you wish for? I mean... I’ll make you an omelet, but that’s a really... you know what? It’s none of my business. One omelet, coming up!”

Glowing golden, the lizard whips it’s tail back and forth, and a delectable-looking omelet appears before you. It disappears, and you devour the omelet. It is as delicious as it looks. In fact, if you didn’t have amnesia and could recall the past omelettes you’ve eaten, that would probably have ranked as the best omelette you’ve ever had.

Putting the plate into the sink, you think about what to do next. The obvious choice is to clean yourself, but you could also look around the apartment, first.