No, no, no! You have it all wrong, Jackie boy. I've already GOTTEN what I wanted!
You gave me a good show! An escape from the everlasting, stringent tedium of this universe-spanning bitchfit full of dread, regret and teenage tears (ugh) that neither of us can catch a break from. There's nothing you could do for me at this point that would EVER surpass this humble blessing of good tidings you've placed on my lap.