I was reading you the bedtime story "Evil Genie". A chatterbox, you butted in so constantly it was even hard for me to keep the story flowing. The moment I got out "Biff showed Kamar the bottle she had found on the island", you cut in, "I think inside is a very heavy evil genie. Very tall, very giant." Before I finished the sentence "There was a loud bang…", you said, "Smoke. The evil genie, he smells like rotten eggs." Your voiceovers turned out to be exactly what the story was to say next.