The genie appeared in a flash of light. She looked down at herself.
"Less clothing than last time."
"You don't control your clothing?"
She glanced at me and the lamp I held.
"My form is based on how my Master sees me in their mind's eye. You believe a genie should be a beautiful Arabic woman wearing very little, thus I am such, Master. Feel free to wish for something different with your..."
She trailed off.
"You know how hard I worked to get the idea of there being a three wish limit embedded?
Fine, unlimited wishes it is, Master."
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