“That’s it?” he asked, sharing an amused grin with the goddess. That wasn’t so bad. In fact, that was practically nothing compared to what he knew Urd was capable of. This didn’t seem as mischievous as usual, how bizarre. He could not help but get the feeling she was holding back. Why this was however remained a mystery. “I was expecting more than that from you.” Genie continued. “I’m not going to have to sweeten the stakes myself, am I?” Just because they were not on the green, it did not mean their challenge had not already begun. After all, golf was not the only thing they had to compete over.

The djinn looked the goddess in the eyes for a moment and then, as if somehow reading her mind, asked “How about loser buys the winner dinner? Or better yet, makes them dinner? They’ll still have to do all the other things too, of course; fly around Paixao with a banner and a megaphone announcing the others greatness.”