The Djinn snapped his fingers. In a whirlwind of gold dust and ancient magic, a woman appeared in the center of the room. She was dressed in exquisite silks, looking exactly as she had the day Nandor left for the Crusades. She blinked, looking around at the dusty basement, the stacks of old National Geographics, and the vampire in a cape.
“Marwa!” Nandor cheered, throwing his arms wide. “The war has been over for seven hundred years! Welcome to Staten Island. It is like the afterlife, but with more strip malls.” The LampWhat We Do in the Shadows : Season 4 Ep...
“Nandor?” she asked, her voice melodic. “Is the war over?” The Djinn snapped his fingers