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handsome genie?”
    “No, I tend to dream of hot lawyers, astronauts, and guys that can’t shoot fireballs out of their hands,” Celia said, rolling her eyes.
    Abdul cocked an eyebrow as if he didn’t believe her, and refused to reply. Standing there, a smug look on his face and his bulging arms cross over his chest, made him look even more gorgeous than before. Celia couldn’t take how proud he was; she could almost imagine his tail of peacock feathers sprouting behind him as he stood before her, light perfectly hitting his shimmering black hair. She wanted to slap the playboy look off his face, or maybe kiss it off. She wasn’t quite sure which, and it made her grumpy.
    “So, what, you just hang around, doing magic? Burning down perfectly good bars?” she sneered dismissively, ignoring his muscles and perfect teeth.
    “There you go, making it sound boring again. No, we’re usually on our own plane of existence enjoying our awesome jinn land where everything is much better than here!”
    Celia laughed at this, picturing a variety of ‘genie lands’ in her head. She stopped short when he gave her a dark look. “Oh, that wasn’t a joke?”
    “Djinnestan is not a joke!”
    “Djinnestan? That can’t be its name,” Celia said incredulously. She thought she might start laughing again but figured it probably wasn’t best to test the temperament of this self-professed all-powerful creature just yet, just on the off-chance that he was indeed all-powerful. She choked back a snort and kept her face straight. “So, why are you here then?”
    “We came here most unwillingly and will be leaving as soon as possible. Something, quite important has been lost, and we must recover it. For the good of all the planes of existence.”
    Celia stared hard at him, starting to feel like she was in a bad sci-fi movie. “So, how many planes of existence are there exactly?”
    Abdul sighed with exasperation, as if she had just asked him how many states there were in the U.S. “Listen, there are three planes, for three very different beings. There are the creatures of light; I’m pretty sure you call them angels. They have unlimited power but no free will. They just take the commands of fate. Then there are you guys, the humans. You have no powers but unlimited free will. Last, come my people, Jinn. We are somewhere between the two. Nearly unlimited power, but with free will.”
    “That sounds like a terrible idea.”
    “To you, yes. There are reasons why humans didn’t get the ability to shoot lightning and control time. Luckily, Jinn have a greater taste for humor and mischief than humans, so our meddling tends to be all in good fun and harmless.”
    “Usually?”
    “No promises,” he said while giving her one of those scorching looks.
    “Right. This is all...very reasonable,” Celia said, beginning to back away.
    The shock was starting to wear off, and the first tendrils of fear were beginning to grab at her. Angels, Jinn, Fate. This was the mumbo jumbo people who spent too much time in the desert started to talk about when they stumbled back into civilization. In fact, Celia was beginning to wonder if perhaps she was suffering from hallucinations. She quickly looked up at the sky. How long had she been out in the sun again?
    “You are starting to doubt what you saw last night, aren’t you?”
    “Well, it is pretty fantastical,” Celia continued, feeling her forehead to see if she was indeed overheating and experiencing heatstroke.
    Abdul nodded knowingly, then raised his left hand up and beckoned once with his pointer finger. A large rock lifted into the air next to Celia and began to orbit her head like a moon. Abdul then flicked his wrist, and the rock began to shoot off sparks, becoming a blazing, hazardous comet that was much too close to Celia’s long hair for her comfort.
    “Stop with the flames! This is not convincing me I’m not becoming a crazy person,” Celia yelled, trying to duck out of the way of