Straight out of Hollywood!

“Wha...?” Joanna mumbled, nearly stumbling backwards into the table behind her. “I am a Jinni, a wish-giver,” the shadowy outline replied. Her voice sounded regal, and echoed as if she had been standing in an enormous concert hall. “What is your command, my master?” “But you... you're... but no... that doesn't...” “Please do not be alarmed. I have assumed the form I believe will be most digestible by you, and taking your shape is less work for me. If you wished I could take any form you'd like.” “Well, no, that's quite alright,” Joanna hastily replied, not wishing to find out what other forms the jinni had in mind. Then, a bit more interested, she dared to ask, “Can you really grant me wishes?”