Jas was trying to get the feel of the man that picked up her bottle.  Was he going to be a good master or a bad one?  She was at the point right now she didn't care as long as she got out of the bottle.  Being inside for 30 years had been a long time.  All she did was watch the dust get thicker and thicker on her bottle.<br/><br/>When he finally got her to his place she sighed a little because she knew what was coming.  He will pull the top off and she will come off and there goes the wishes and back into bottle for the next person.  She might get lucky and get to stay out for a little while.<br/><br/>When he started to clean her bottle off she was staring out of her bottle glad that she was able to see a little more.  It didn't seem like he was going to pop the top off so while he was rubbing the bottle he had managed to loosen up the top and then she was able to push herself up pushing the top the rest of the way out.<br/><br/>Her purple smoked engulfed the room and landing close to where he was.  Jas bowed a little and gave a small smile.<br/><br/>"Greetings Master, I am Jasmine the genie of the bottle and I am here to grant you three wishes."