Ali was finally able to fall asleep after a very boring day in the bottle.  He had not seen anyone in the shop for hours and had began to read a new book and had fallen asleep.  Next thing he felt was his bottle being moved off the shelf that he had been on for a amount of time he had forgotten.  Living this way in a bottle every day seemed or felt like the day before.  He had no clue what time it was or even the year.  One would suppose he was glad to know his name still.<br/><br/>Ali moved towards the edge of his bottle so he could get a look of the person that was asking about his bottle.  He was trying to hear everything that was being said.  He could not help but laugh a little when the shop keeper told the woman that it was a Genie bottle, but of course most people would think that he was just a old fashion genie bottle to look at not one that actually contained a genie.  Ali had no idea if there were other genies around, or if he was the last one.  Genie's of course didn't die unless their bottle was broken, which was almost impossible.<br/><br/>"Come on mister, $60 dollars.  I am worth way more than that."  Ali was yelling from his bottle knowing that no one outside of his bottle could hear him.  But alas the man settled on the amount. "In fact I am worth way more than the 80 dollars."  Ali had never granted the man in the shop any wishes, but yet he had never cleaned the bottle before.<br/><br/>Ali settled in the hands of the woman thanking the gods for that.  He hated the moment when his bottle was moving in the air, it made him sort of queasy.   When she brought him into her place he was trying to look around at things, but all he could see was the bag that he was placed in.  He was glad when the woman finally took him out of the bag, but what he didn't like was the woman turning his bottle every way she could think of, even upside down.  He was really hoping the woman would put him down soon.  He watched the woman lick her finger and go to rub on the bottle and he was glad that meant he could get out of the bottle and settle his stomach.<br/><br/>Once she started to rub the bottle his black smoke started to blow out of the top of his bottle and when he landed on his feet he took a breathe of fresh air for the first time in 50 years.<br/><br/>"Did you really have to turn my bottle upside down?"  Ali spat in his rather rude voice, forgetting his place for a moment.  "Hello my mistress and I am the genie and am here to grant you three wishes."  Ali said with a sigh, "Shall we get on with it?"<br/><br/>Ali stood there with his arms crossed waiting for her to tell him what she wanted.