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The statuette has no spout like the lamp would have so the genie would be unable to get out. You crach off the right arm at the elbow and rub it again. A pool of smoke pours out in a golden color, and a beautiful woman who looks identical to the statuette forms from the mist.
"The name Midas itself is rather cursed when it comes to wishes, as the result seems to follow the ancient story; That your wish was pretty stupid," The genie scolds your roommate. "Anyways, your friend here has his own wishes, and he just might banish your curse."