While Genie's were not well known for making choices on their own, Genie made hers, and decided to allow Olivia her rest for now. Hard enough to explain to her that she shared a body with a twenty-something, let alone that she was also a Genie's Master. Besides, better was the Master you knew than the Master you did not.

"Yes, of course, Master, you still have three wishes you may use. But, I must add one caveat, no wish you make can bring harm to Olivia, mental or physical."

"Now why the hell is that?"

"Because you and she share a body, she as well as you are my Master, and my wishes can not bring harm to my Master."

"First, your wishes? You don't get wishes, Genie, you grant them to your superiors. Second, putting me in this body isn't considered harming me? I could break my hip and die."

I wish you would, the Genie thought, and then she chastised herself for wishing any ill upon her Master. Outwardly, she grimaced and rubbed her head.

"It is not, Master."

Olivia/Claire sighed.

"Well, I better get out of this body. Did you do anything to Kevin? I remember my wish involved him."

"I did the same, Master. He now lives in the body of Olivia's husband."

"Wonderful. Now, Genie, I'm about to make a wish. If you mess it up in any way, I will stuff you back into your lamp and throw it into the Pacific. Wishes are no good to me if they are curses."

Genie bowed, wondering if she hadn't gone too far too fast. But it was too late to take back poor decisions. And while Claire sounded very firm, Genie wondered when push came to shove, if Claire could give up so much power like that.

"Then, Genie, I wish that Kevin and I were back in our own bodies and that we owned this house."

Magic rose up again and Genies mind was filled with the desire to fulfill her Master's desire. How it happened, though, was up to her.

After her wish was granted, Claire looked down at herself, expecting to see herself back in her own body, and was relieved to see that she was. Or was she?

Claire, still in the body of Olivia Harrison, looked at Genie and smiled. "Okay, you finally got something right for once."

What Claire didn't know was that Genie altered her Master’s mind so that she would believe that Olivia's body was her true body and that she was returning to it. The same went for Claire's fiancé, who now believed that he was supposed to be an old man. They also both believed that this mansion was their home.

But despite their memory changes, they were still basically themselves, personality-wise. And so, Claire and Olivia were still separate people inhabiting the same body. And eventually, Genie may still have to grant Olivia's wishes.

"Okay, I have two wishes left, correct?" Claire asked.

"Yes, Master," Genie said.

"Then I wish . . .” Claire began, and Genie began to feel very clever about herself. She had been worked thoroughly into a corner and yet got herself out of it without Claire being none the wiser. True, there was a part of her that truly desired to obey her Masters that did not sit well with her tricks (a part of her no doubt foisted on her by the magic that imprisoned her), but Claire must learn that Genie's deserved respect, too.

And then Claire began to make another wish, her fourth now, out of five, and that surprised Genie. Frightened her. She was going through her wishes too quickly, and each wish brought her closer to a new Master, or a very long time in her lamp. Outside it wasn't so bad. She could deal with serving others and attempting to escape her bondage. Even being a woman wasn't the worst thing, though she truly did desire to be male again. But being stuffed in her lamp chilled Genie. She had to stop Claire wishing, in anyway she could. But already she could feel her attention focused like a laser on her Master, her compulsion and forced servitude taking over. Soon she would think of nothing but fulfilling whatever desire her Master said.

And the only thing she could think to do was to interrupt the wish.

"Oh, gracious Master," Genie spoke quickly, "would it not be more wise to take time between wishes, to give time to ruminate and to meditate on your true heart's desire?"

"Did you just interrupt me, Genie?"

"A thousand apologies, Master," Genie said, "I merely wished to guide and advise you toward the best possible outcome for yourself."

"What are you hiding, Genie? Your groveling is more than usual very suddenly . . .”