Tony came home from work, one day. Jeannie was out of her bottle.
"Hi, Jeannie."
"Hi, darling Mazter!" She gave him a tight hug, and a wet kiss.
"You seem really happy, today."
"EXTREMELY HAPPY, Mazter!"
She twirled around. He noticed something about her: She wasn't wearing her shoes!"
"You're barefooted, Jeannie."
"I don't feel like wearing my shoes, Mazter. Iz that all right?"
"He stared at her. "Are YOU all right?"
"Oh, I feel WONDERFUL, Mazter!" She fanned herself. "But i'z so hot in here!"
"It is a little warm. I'll turn the air conditioning down."
"That'z OK, Mazter."
She blinked. Underneath them, the floor turned into a swimming pool! It was circular, and about 4' deep.
"There. Tha'z much better, izn't it?"
She started floating on her back in the water. Tony grabbed her and pulled her close to him.
"Jeannie, have you been in my liquor cabinet?"
"Oh, no, Mazter! I would never do that."
"Well, you are not acting like yourself, at the moment!"
She thought for a bit. "I do feel a little funny."
"OK, think, Jeannie. Did you eat anything unusual, earlier today?"
"No. Except for those WONDERFUL mints of yours."
"Mints? I haven't brought home any mints, recently."
"You haven't?"
"No. Show them to me."
They got out of the pool. She took him to a table in the kitchen. A box was there. Opening it, he saw butter mints inside.
"Jeannie, I don't know anything about these mints."
"You don't?"
"No."
"Well then, where did they come from?"
At that moment, there was laughter in the air.
"My sister!"
He sighed. "That figures!"
"SISTER!"
She popped up. "Hello, darling! I see you've been swimming! How are the mints?" Without waiting for an answer, she walked over took one out, and ate it. "They wonderful!"
"All right, you've had your fun," said Tony. "Take the mints and go, now."
"Say please."
"Please!"
"Not quite yet." She popped another mint and giggled. "They do have an intoxicating effect!"
Fortunately, Jeannie was sobering up, already. "I have an idea, Master," she whispered to him.
Then she blinked. A strong aroma of perfume filled the room. It specially captivated Jeannie's sister, who followed its scent. It emanated from the pool in the living room.
"Chanel No. 5—my favorite!"
She slipped her shoes off and got into the pool! Then she spread the perfume all over herself.
"My sister loves perfume, remember," Jeannie whispered.
"Oh, yes. Good girl! But what do we do with her now?"
"I have another idea."
She blinked again. Her sister was encapsulated in a plastic tub with perfume in it. It rose out of the water and went to the front door. The door opened and the tube sailed out.
"It will take her back to her master."
"Jeannie, you're wonderful!"
They hugged and kissed.
"Oh, could you get rid of the pool, Jeannie?"
"Yes, Master."
She blinked, and the living room returned to the way it was. At the same time, the two of them became dry.
"Thanks, Jeannie."
"Are you upset with me, Master?"
"No. It wasn't your fault, Jeannie."
She put her slippers back on. He picked up the mints and threw them in a waste basket.
"Now, how about dinner?"
"Right away, Master!"