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[classic_ratpack]

[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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[kungfuwitch]

[Phoebe had been sitting cross legged in the middle of the floor int he bottle, trying to meditate, as she waited for someone to notice the bottle. When the top opens she looks up and... cringes. She waves and calls out]

Hi. Um. I'm kinda a genie right now.

[classic_ratpack]

A genie. Really.

[a long pause. this castle just kept getting weirder]

The if-you-rub-the-bottle-they-pop-out kind of genie?

[kungfuwitch]

Yeah... Aaaaaand it looks like I'm yours for today.

[classic_ratpack]

[blinks, before shrugging. he pauses for a moment, his hand hovering next to the bottle for a moment, but ... it's just easier to talk to someone who's not in the bottle]

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]