Genie was not amused. His eye twitched at the sound of Urd’s laughter and teeth ground against one another with enough force to shatter them. He slowly turned to look at the goddess, eyes practically aflame by the fury burning inside him. When Genie was mad, he was really mad. The fact that he was often so cheerful only seemed to make the sudden change more dramatic and serious… Though it was certainly comical as well.

He glared at the goddess in silence for a moment before slowly showing signs that he was calming down – at least before he opened his mouth.

“Don’t say anything. Not a word! I don’t want to hear it.” The djinn ordered, pointing at Urd accusingly. “Golf’s a lousy game, anyway!” he continued, turning to storm off to his cart. “Who picked such a miserable sport? No, it's not even a sport!”