Try to keep her close so others don't take advantage of her.

"Well, as long as I'm around you, you seem to act normal," you note.

"Then you'll just not leave me alone and everything will be fine?" Amina asks.

"I think so... we'll have to find out," you say, "We'll try and find Stacey and see if she has any effect on you. Just try to keep your clothes on around her, will you?"

"I will!" Amina responds as if it was an order she has every intention of obeying.

You leave the **** ex-boyfriend asleep and head for the main office. You dig around the computer there, thankful for lazy passwords. It doesn't take long for you to find the registry and the address for Stacy Danvers. It's a little distance away so you will probably need to take the bus to get there.

The bus ride over is uncomfortable for both you and Amina as everyone in the transport makes eyes at the genie. Fortunately no one is brazen enough to approach. You can tell that jealous stares are burning into as you sit closer to the girl. You exit from the back and breath a sigh of relief as the tension dissipates into the fresh open air of the streets. You enter the apartment building that is listed as Stacy's residence and check the directory for Danvers.

"There it is," Amina points to 305. You buzz it in.

A voice answers from the radio, "Yes?"

"Hi! This is Riley Williams, a classmate of Stacy's from school..." you start.

"Is this about the school closure today? She came home and said the school was closed."

"Uh... yeah, something to do with it... could I speak to Stacy?" you ask.

"She's not here."

"Where is she?"

"I don't know, I don't keep her schedule..."

This is no good. You wanted to talk with Stacy right away, but if she is good, maybe Lynn took her or something. If her family didn't know where she is, there's no telling how to get a hold of her. You did jot down contact info for some of Lynn's teachers, maybe you could follow up on those leads instead.

"Would it be alright if we waited for her to come back?" Amina asks. She looks to you for approval and you're not sure how to respond.

There is a long silence. You look for the closed circuit camera in the room and wonder what range Amina's charm spell actually has. The radio then blurts, "Come on up..."