" Fine, whatever," she groaned, turning her body."Hey, Mom, what are you talking about?" Joe pondered."Nothing, hun, are you and Pete getting along?" ...Yes, Sandra's son here is a good guy, it's great to finally spend time with him, as opposed to just a quick 'Hi, how are you doing? He wants to go to Stanford, and I might go with him if I can get a scholarship," Joe mentioned, maintaining his place."Yeah, then we could be roomies," Pete added.Then everyone was silent, but I happened to glance at. " What are your backgrounds?" asked Clarence."Clarence, Rusty, Sarah, Terry and I are board members of Galactic Intrusion Security Services. We previously worked for a data security firm in the northeast, before we moved there. Joyce is the daughter of the couple who owned the firm where we worked. Aoife has joined us since we moved to the island." Interesting," said James. "I presume all of you know about the case Clarence and I have been working on." Noticing Marie and Trudy looking. "Yeah, right, Bob," laughed Sarah. "We are going to just strip down right here for you and all the neighbors to see. I don't think so." No, wait, here's our modus operandi... we shut off all the yard and pool lights and this place become pitch dark. No one will be able to see anything. With all the shrubbery and fencing, the only neighbors who could possibly observe are the Newmans and they would have to crawl out on their roof up there and fire off signal flares to get a look. Anyway, it is. "I am what is commonly known as a genie."Patrick snorted. "An Irish genie? I must be going mad. I thought you genies were supposed to be different, you know, sort of big and blue and--" Yes, that's the standard issue," Cornelius said. "However, things worked out a bit differently in my case." I can see that," Patrick said. "Just how did you get into that lamp?" Oh, it's a long story," Cornelius said. "You wouldn't have a drop of poteen on the premises, would you? My throat is terrible parched,.