The sensation continues until you materialize outside the bottle. You look up to face your master. In front of you stands a miserable and pathetic looking teenage boy.
"Your wish is my command master" you are surprised at how easily those words flow from your lips.
The teenager stares in awe still trying to comprehend the situation. Feeling embarrassed by the way he continues to stare you blush then clear your throat. Hearing this he snaps out of his trance and focuses back on topic.
"So wait... you're my genie?" He asks in an amazed tone.
"Yes" You respond.
"So how many wishes do i get then?" He inquires.
"Well to be entirely honest... ummm... I'm sort of new at this... last genie i met only gave one but I'm not exactly sure if that rule applies to all of us or just her... Look we'll just say three okay?"
"Alrighty!" Says the kid excitedly. "For my first wish i want..."