“I knew it!” Genie announced and pointed accusingly at her. Regardless how quickly she spoke there was no way of avoiding what had happened to the flagpole. “I knew it. Lightening wasn’t in this morning’s forecast.” He told her in a matter-of-fact tone before sighing. “I knew I’d make you admit to it eventually. Not to worry though, it is replaceable. The birdhouses on the other hand, those are antiques. Probably would have been better off using the milk box cut outs. Oh well.” The djinn’s eyes travelled back down at his club in thought. “Golf is still a pretty lousy game to compete against each other in though.”