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The woman turned towards Bob, and he saw that his first impression that
she was totally naked was not quite accurate, as she had a large glowing
ruby set in her navel.
Then she spoke to him. "Master, I am the Genie of this lamp. You called me from the lamp by rubbing it. You thereby made yourself my Master, and I am required to grant you three wishes." Bob noticed that the woman's facial expression seemed to be a mixture of confusion and alarm, as though she hadn't known what she was going to say until she had actually said it. "I can make any wishes at all?" he asked her. "You may wish for anything that you like except for more wishes. Few things are beyond my power, but if you should wish for something that I cannot grant I will tell you so, and it will not count as one of the three." "Well, for my first wish..." Bob began. Brandy interrupted him. "Hold on. You ought to think for a bit about this. It would be a shame not to make the best use of your wishes." "I suppose that you are right." "Besides, I've heard of malevolent genies who have tricked their masters, and - by interpreting wishes very literally - have got them into dreadful trouble. Genie, are you malevolent?" "No, but it is true that I am compelled to be totally literal. I am not permitted to take into account what the wisher intended, however obvious that might be, only the precise words of the wish." "Have you always been a genie?" Brandy asked. The woman seemed to be distressed by the question. She answered: "I don't think so, but I can't remember anything before my time in the lamp." "You must have been in the lamp for a very long time, then." "I'm not sure. Time passes differently inside. It seems to me that I've been there for a thousand years and yet also for only a fraction of a second."
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