It's you, Shug!!!!! You never looked better. But watch out, they say there are sharks lurking in these waters. Hungry, hungry sharks!
This is news we dont need to hear. We dont have a shark cage. Not even a spear gun. ..and it looks like a Great White.. the ocean's most dangerous predator. We really need the Djinn gals.
OK, I got the djinn back, Craig, but he's a little bit angry be cause we interrupted his honeymoon. Now what do we do?????
Oh hell he does looked angry nuff to chew up nails and spit out a barbed wire fence. He is saying he now wants he and his bride to be mortals so for his last act as an immortal we will ask him to bring the treasure to the surface. He has to also bring someone here to have the treasure assayed for us to claim our fortune. For his reward we will build he and his wife a lovely bungalow. The biggest question gals is do we live out our filthy rich lives here on the island or return to civilization?
The secret to them becoming mortal is tap their shoes together three time and say, " There's no place like home." Hey, it worked for Dorothy, didn't it?????? Let's leave them here on the island in their comfy little bungalow to look after our enterprises while we travel to distant lands. OK? Who knows what adventures we might run into.
a·sun·der adverb ARCHAIC•LITERARY apart; divided. "those whom God hath joined together let no man put asunder" Similar: apart up in two into pieces to pieces to bits to shreds into pieces. "the desk burst asunder"