"You, uh, you're a genie, right?" stuttered Jim.
"Yes, master," she politely replied.
Jim's mind raced through the first movie involving genies that he could remember: Disney's Aladdin. Jesus, thought Jim, what were those rules? Could she really do all that for me?
"I get three wishes, right?"
"Yes, master, I would be honored and pleased to grant you three wishes, but are you sure you want to limit yourself to only three?"
"What? You mean I get...more?"
Shenalla giggled. "Of course, master! I am your servant and all my powers are at your disposal. You can have as many wishes as you desire!"
Unlimited wishes!thought Jim. Or at least, an unlimited number of them... "Shenalla... was it? Are there any limits to the content of my wishes? I mean, are you prohibited from, say, killing people, or bringing them back from the dead?"
"Of course not, master. I wouldn't be much of a genie if I couldn't grant such simple wishes. I will grant your wishes very literally, though, so you must choose your words wisely. An imprecisely worded wish might inadvertantly destroy the universe!"
Yeeks. That would take the fun out of things in a hurry. Maybe I should wish to have the same powers she has; at least I'll know when I'm speaking figuratively and not literally. Then again, what if I can't control those powers? Maybe something simple... debated Jim.
Reaching a decision, Jim addressed the Shenalla. "Shenalla, for my first wish, I wish for..."
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