Jeannie frowned as the other girl made fire come out of her fingers. That was very strange. Usually, the djinn could tell when she was near another magical creature. But this girl, she felt human.
Humans did not have fire come out of their fingertips, though.
While Liz retrieved the snow shovels, Jeannie blinked to make the ball roll itself as it was too heavy to move by hand. And she contemplated. Was this girl some new magical being she had never seen before? Was that why she had not known? And if so, what sort? Was she truly friendly, or was it an act?
This was very confusing and a bit frustrating. So when Liz returned, Jeannie immediately blurted out, “How did you make the fire?”