[Neal is just putzing around his room, looking around for something to do when he happens to come across something that wasn't there before. A large pink bottle that definitely wasn't part of his aesthetic, sitting on his dresser.
He reaches forward, picks it up, and pops the top of the bottle open before ... ]
Oh. Hello.
[a beat]Am I going
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Hi. Um. I'm kinda a genie right now.
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[a long pause. this castle just kept getting weirder]
The if-you-rub-the-bottle-they-pop-out kind of genie?
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I promise I'm not being fresh.
[he's trying to keep things light. and with that, he's rubbing his hand against the side of the bottle]
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Hello... master.
[by the face she's making it's abundantly clear that she is SO sick of saying that]
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[he's teasing. mostly.]
Do I still call you Phoebe?
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And, yes, Phoebe is fine. [She sighs softly] This is my sixth day of this, so forgive me if I'm starting to get a little tired of it.
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Don't mind me. I'm just still not used to the magic end of things yet. Where I'm from genies are animated and blue, and sound like Robin Williams.
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I think I'm having a little more fun this time around, at least.
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[a pause]
Does this kind of thing happen to you often back home?
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[will not milk her sister for information about Paige, will not milk her sister for information about Paige ... ]
I guess every world has it's quirks.
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