Those were very powerful words to a genie, and they made Jeannie stop and look at the man beside her. It was understandable that he would be happy enough to kiss her if she had set him free. But it made no sense. He had not been inside something, something had been inside him. That was backwards, was it not? And he did not feel like a genie, he did not make the tips of her ears tingle. How had she freed him?
Well, of course, she had not. She could not have been the one to have done that, she was in her bottle. It was all very confusing. So confusing that she almost missed his next words. Then everything became very clear.
“Why, yes. I do. I have a twin sister, though I do not think she is evil,” Jeannie explained. She waved her hand in front of her as she searched for the right word to explain. In the end, all she could say was, “She is a genie.
“I am glad she was able to help you. She is not always so accommodating. Sometimes Jeannie can be a little naughty, though I do not think she truly means any harm,” she said, almost completely negating all the difficulties her twin had caused in the past.
Then a thought struck her almost forcibly. “Oh. Oh, you have not hit your head at all, have you?”
If he did not need her aid for that, then why did her new master wish her to help him? The light had definitely turned green. “Is there nothing I can do to help you… sir?” What was his name again?