Accepting the paperwork, the djinn gave the man a firm salute. “No, thank you, sir.” He said before quickly filing them away with the other forms he had collected so far. At this point it was hard for Genie not to want to join Jecht on the green some point that afternoon. He was rather curious as to how the man would stand up against other golfers, never mind himself. Then again, the genie would be far from the best player on the green. Even a beginner would score better than him. “Have fun out there and try not to whoop ‘em too good.”

“As for my name,” Genie continued now towering over Jecht, “You can call me El Encantado! Or just Genie for short. I’m not picky!”