“Oh yes,” Jeannie nodded enthusiastically. “I can bring him here.”
To the djinn’s way of thinking, Lois had just expressed a wish to do just that. While she had not said the specific words, Jeannie knew that Lois really wanted to see this Dean person again. So she was going to bring him here.
But she was not, despite her most recent claim, without a bit of theatrical flair herself. She took a moment to cross her arms and blink, changing her outfit from the modern (at least to her way of thinking) jacket and skirt with the sleek French twist to her usual attire. The harem pants and choli top were far more comfortable to her, and she always felt as though she blinked better when she had her pony tail.
“Now, I will bring him here,” she announced. “Away we go!”
And then, with a pony-tail swinging blink, they went.