While Damon was getting used to being a star, burning bright and astonishing astronomers by his very presence, the genie got found quickly. The landlord of Damon had kept the lamp and as he carried it in his own place, his fingers brushed the item, thus liberating the genie. The fat old man ran away screaming in another room and the smoke invaded his place and saw with astonishment that a women was now in his apartment. A beautiful woman who was still, incredibly so, an actual genie.
"Hello," she smiled. "I suppose you're my new master."
"Master?..." he stammered.
The genie smiled again and explained to him the rules of the wish-granting she provided. The landlord could not believe his luck. He could get anything he wanted! He was so excited that he did not think. He did not wonder if this genie was trustworthy, or if he should be careful, or even if Damon's disappearance was linked to all of this. No, as a single middle-aged frustrated man, he knew precisely what to wish for and he said it at once.
"I wish to be adored and surrounded by beautiful exotic women!" he exclaimed.
"As you wish!" laughed the genie, granting his desire on the spot.
She smiled. Oh, this was just too easy! Those were the best wishes. Those made in haste by silly people, especially men, and incredibly easy to turn into the most ridiculous and humiliating situations! Yes, she would have loads of fun with that one!