See if the girl's alright. (Choose this option if your character is female)

You pass the **** man to see if the girl is alright. "Are you hurt? What's your name? Who's that guy?"

"I'm not hurt, um, my name's Amina, and that guy works for my former owner." Amina explains. "He was trying to bring me back to that evil man."

"Owner? You mean you're a ****," you inquire. You didn't know there was still such a thing, especially in an urbanized environment like the one you live in.

"Well, I guess, you could think of it that way..." Amina answers sadly. "I'm actually a genie. This pendant is what binds me to whoever wears it. I grant as many wishes as that person desire as long as that person is wearing it."

It's so sad to see such a young lady be so delusional. "I don't believe you."

"Well, put it on and I'll prove it. If you become my new master, it will be harder for my old master to get me back." there is a ray of hope in the girls eyes as this thought dawns on her.

"Well, ok," you agree. You'll try anything once. You put the pendant around your neck. It's a nice fit and the design on it is rather attractive.

"Now you can wish for anything you can think of and it will come true."

"Ok, right now I'm thinking of a turkey sandwich." Hey, you only had a bowl of cereal this morning, after all. "..."

"..."

"... well?" you ask, getting a little impatient.

"Um... you have to wish for it out properly... by saying I wish for."

"Oh yeah? I wish for anything I think of to come true." you reply smugly, while admiring the pendant. You wonder what it looks like on you, you wished you had a mirror to see.

You look up to see someone staring at you. Oh, it's you. You are facing a full length mirror that is hanging on the side of the building. "Oh wow! You're telling the truth!"

Amina nods affirmitively.

"Ok ok! How about this?" A thought enters your head. You rush out of the alleyway and back onto the streets as you see a bright red sports car screeching down the street. The driver pulls up to you.

"Hi, my name's Roland, and I'll be your chauffeur for today." he says with a small gleam in his smile. He's a medium build young man, almost reminds you of a secret agent with his rugged good looks and his fine black suit. You climb into the vehicle and Amina follows.

"Hi, Roland, I'm Riley," you answer, then turn to Amina," Amina, I'm thinking we're about to have some fun!"

"As you wish master."