Mr. Troop, feeling a tickle on his nose, rubbed it thoughtfully. Just then, a shimmering light appeared, and with a pop, Jim the Genie materialized before him.
“Ah, Mr. Troop,” Jim said with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, “I see you’ve summoned me. You have 30 wishes at your command, but choose mr troop i wish the lady mayor was retiring and i was taking over the role in the lord mayor’s office Jim the genie said