Make me rich!

Jake's eyes lit up. He had an actual jinn in front of him, ready to give him wishes. He thought for only a split second, before deciding on his wish.

"Make me rich", Jake ordered.

"Wealth is subjective", the jinn said.

Its voice was dry and bored, as if it had had this discussion with countless other people.

"You know exactly what I mean", Jake retorted. "By 'rich', I mean material wealth; money, gold, diamonds — that kind of stuff."

The jinn sighed in frustration. Its form shivered in the air. Suddenly, five silver coins dropped out of the air. Jake picked them up, and noticed they were heavy. His eyes shone in their reflection. {if@ Jeans=true}Then, he slipped the coins into his pocket.{endif}

"Thank you!" Jake said gratefully.