Aziza considered different ways to approach this.
The simplest thing to do would be to find a universe where Jasmine could be a princess. Preferably somewhere similar to the world of Aladdin, where she'd be most comfortable.
Another way would be to get Jasmine to accept that she's not a princess, but that she can still be happy doing something else.
But that left the question of Tom's friend.
He was almost completely gone, but there was still a small part of Bill Davis inside of Jasmine, like a distant point of light.
Jasmine had a right to exist, but so did Bill, and Aziza's moral compass demanded that she try and save both of them if it were at all possible.
"Tom" she asked, "how well do you remember your friend?"
Tom, who was trying his best to console Jasmine, who herself was slowly beginning to remember the demented and cruel sorceress from years ago who had bewitched her into becoming a stripper, asked "Why?"
"Because I have an idea" said Aziza. "I don't think that I can recover him from Jasmine's mind, so I want to enter your memory and use what you have of Bill Davis to construct a new version of him".
"Oh" said Tom, who took that insane idea with the same deadpan countenance that he took most things. "I don't remember him *that* well. He was just somebody I hung out with at parties and had a few classes with."
"Damn it" said Aziza.
"Too bad that the genie from Aladdin isn't real" Tom said. "Then things would be simple. You could just wish for everything to be fixed. Um...genies aren't real, are they?"
"You know Aladdin?!?" Jasmine cried out to Tom, grabbing him by his shirt. "Where is he? He can take me home!"
Aziza started laughing.
"Tom, you're a genius, and you don't even know it."
"Hmm" he asked, trying to get Jasmine to climb off of him.
"Why didn't I think of that?" Aziza asked out loud. "It's so simple."
"I guess when you're the Sorceress Supreme, you think that you can fix everything yourself" Tom speculated.
"Exactly, honey. Arrogance. I'm too arrogant to know when to ask for help. But not anymore..."
Aziza pulled out her cell phone and began to call somebody.
"Wait, so genies *are* real?" Tom asked.
"Yes, djinn exist, Tom, but I have someone even better who can fix this..."
Aziza spoke on the phone to one of her girlfriends, Josie Murphy, who was currently back in her own home universe.
Tom only heard Aziza's side of the conversation, where she was in the middle of explaining the situation.
When Aziza hung up, she told Tom with a grin:
"She says she'll do it, but she's annoyed that I woke her up. "
Ten seconds later, a magical portal opened inside the strip club's private room, which Josie stepped out of.
Aziza's friend had clearly just gotten out of bed. She was still in her pajamas, wasn't wearing shoes, her hair was a mess, and she was bleary eyed. She even yawned loudly.
"It is rude to yawn in front of a princess!" Jasmine complained.
"A thousand apologies, your highness" Josie said, in a half awake tone that sounded like she didn't really mean it.
She looked over at Tom.
"Hey" she said.
"Uh hi" said Tom sheepishly.
Even though Josie was ostensibly a strict lesbian, and was even married to another woman, she had made no secret the last time they met that she had the hots for Tom.
Tom wasn't sure how to take that.
The petite blonde was the Sorceress Supreme of her own universe, but her magic worked differently than Aziza's.
As a teenager, she had been gifted a magic ring by a mysterious old woman that allowed her to wish for essentially anything that she wanted.
In effect, she was like a genie, but without any of the restrictions that djinn had.
She motioned with her hand for Tom to scoot away. He did.
Josie wished for the part of Jasmine that was still Bill Davis to manifest in this room right now.
Out of thin air, an athletic looking teenage boy in a Halloween costume appeared in the room, sitting right next to Jasmine.
"Where am I?" Bill asked, dressed as a Jedi Knight, looking around in fear.
The last thing that Bill remembered was Kylie terrorizing Jennifer Smith's party, the witch transforming his teammates into Disney princesses.
"Um...I think we're at a strip club" Josie told him with a tired voice, not completely sure that's where she was right now.
Josie then held her hand and wished for Princess Jasmine to be transported to the closest dimension where Agrabah existed, and where she could be happy.
Jasmine disappeared from sight, only to reappear in the land of Agrabah, in one of the many courtyards of her father's palace.
There, the princess saw Aladdin, and her eyes lit up in pure joy. She ran and hugged him tightly.
"I hope that she doesn't tell Jafar about us" Josie said with a yawn. "That probably would be trouble. Anyway, bye Tom, bye Aziza. Don't wake me up again unless it's an emergency".
She walked through the portal back to her home universe, which then closed.