Oops.

“Oh.” Genie quickly fell silent at Nasira’s words. He didn’t know she was Jafar’s sister. Why, he never knew the sorcerer had any siblings at all! Then again, it wasn’t exactly the sort of thing that came up in conversation with someone seeking power and in the end control of the universe. Unless of course it was some sort of sibling rivalry but the djinn did not feel as though such was the case here. Still, he could certainly see the resemblance between the two. She’d have to be his sister with a face as ugly as that. The genie bit his tongue to hold further comments from outburst.

No doubt feeling guilt for offending Nasira, the genie flew after her and zipped in front of her to block her path. “Oh, you must have time for a quick makeover. I mean, that dress! So dark, so depressing. What are we trying to say here, witch? No. I won’t have it! Darling, we need glamour, we need glitz, we need… sequins! Oh, you gotta let me use sequins. Trust me, you’ll look absolutely fabulous. Eddy and Patsy will have nothing on you.”