"What do I need to know?" asked Jenny.
"Immediately after I grant this wish, I'll be leaving you," said Genie.
"Yeah, back into the bottle," said Jenny.
"No, it's more than that," said Genie, looking a little sad. "My bottle will travel to a random location, to be found, eventually, by someone else."
"Oh, man!" Walter looked slightly pained. "I was hoping I'd be able to rub the lamp and get three wishes."
Genie shook her head. "Of course, there's a chance the bottle will go only a short distance, but based on my past experiences..."
She trailed off. Jenny looked a little sad, and tried to be cheerful saying, "Well, thanks in advance for my new body!"
"You're welcome," said Genie. "And thanks for mine." She grinned.
Jenny nodded toward her brother. "I'm sure he'd thank you for his if he wasn't obsessed with himself already."
Walter had been running his hands over his six-pack. "Huh? What?"
"Never mind," said Jenny. She took a deep breath. "Okay, I wish for those things we just talked about --"
Genie interrupted. "Let me make sure I have it straight. You want to be like me and your brother, with an incredible face and body that's worthy of magazine covers, and always stay healthy and looking good with no effort, and change reality to account for you and your brother's new appearances."
Jenny nodded. "That sounds right."
Now Genie took a deep breath, waved her arms in a circle, and quietly said, "Granted."
With a "poof," she disappeared, and her bottle disappeared from Jenny's hand.
"Hey --" Jenny started to say something, but then she felt the unfamiliar sensation of her skin stretching.