Getting A Lay-Out Of The Place (Tag Anyone)

At last! Coraline had made it to what appeared to be the capital city of this strange land. It had taken a long time, but she finally stood on the cobbled streets of the city and looked around at all the olden-style shops and people. It would have been perfect if not for one thing. She'd lost Norman and now had no idea where he was. She wanted to find her friend badly, but the city was so large she didn't think it was likely. All the same, she was bound and determined to try. She walked the streets, calling out his name and asking anyone willing to stop if they had seen him. Most people just pushed past her, which put Coraline in a bad mood. She was just starting to think about forcing someone to stop and listen to her when she spotted a woman standing by herself, apparently not doing anything. Maybe she would talk to Coraline. She approached her quickly before she could move off.
"Excuse me, but could you help me?"

On a nearby street, a big, blue being known as Genie was walking down the street, enjoying the more happy ambiance in the area.
It's so nice to see so many smiles here, he thought. It's a shame that the war's getting to the other parts of town, but it's interesting to see it not affect this area as much.
He continued to walk towards the street where Jasmine and Coraline stood.

Jasmine thought for a moment before shaking her head. "Sorry, haven't seen him," she replied. She was pretty sure she would remember seeing a kid with spiky hair. She wondered if it was literally spiky or if he just used a lot of hair product. There was a beauty salon in the kingdom that was always seeing how high they could pull up hair. Jasmine had seen women walk out with their hair like tall towers. Personally, it was all ridiculous to Jasmine. Her hair was always pulled back, so it was out of her face. God forbid it get in her eyes in the middle of a fight or when she was making an escape. She was pulled out of her thoughts when she spotted, of all things, an actual Genie in the street. If he's roaming about like that, he's probably already free, she thought. But maybe his magic can be used to help this girl's friend. "Hey, you!" she called at the Genie, waving to get his attention.

Coraline had no idea who Jasmine was calling out to until a figure approached them. She felt her mouth fall open in amazement. The person approaching them was blue, completely blue and clearly a magical being.
"Wow, a real genie! I've always wondered what it would be like to meet a real genie! Or are you a djinn?"
Coraline smiled up at the blue man.

Jasmine found herself laughing at the Genie's antics, although she quickly sobered up and got down to the task at hand. "This girl's looking for a friend of hers," she told him. "He's got spiky hair and...what was it? Oh yeah, a big red book. Seen anyone like that? Or better yet, do you think you could find him? I hear a Genie can do almost anything." She hoped she sounded at least a little bit flattering. Flattery could work wonders on persuading people to do what you wanted.

Coraline thought for a moment.
"Well, I don't really have anything that belongs to him. Would something that he's touched work?"
With that said, Coraline held up the Witch's Stone to the Genie to look at.
"I found this in the forest. It's been really useful to me and Norman and he touched it at one point. Do you think you can find him with this?"

Jasmine raised an eyebrow. Google maps? What was that? But she didn't ask. The last thing she wanted was to appear ignorant. That didn't exactly help portray a strong image of yourself. Although she was mighty interested in the Witch's Stone that Coraline had. Those were pretty rare. Or so the stories went. People would probably pay a hefty price for that. "Where'd you find that stone?" she asked, wondering if there were more. If Coraline were anyone else, Jasmine would probably have pickpocketed the stone by now, but robbing from kids was low, even for her. Just because she was thief didn't mean that she couldn't have some manners.