Eventually, Notha's lamp was indeed sold. To a woman who had a flair for interior design and thought this lamp was perfect for an arabian style room was designing.
"Let's see...just got to put it right here and...perfect!" she said stepping back as she stood right in the middle of her arabian styled room that was part of her house. "Oh it feels like I'm standing in the middle of the Arabian Nights." she giggled.
She looked all over for any small imperfections before seeing some dust on the lamp. She picked up the lamp as she rubbed it off. "There. Right as...." she said as the lamp started to shake as smoke started to billow out of it. "Rain?"
"Oh...finally!" Notha said as she emerged from the lamp and appeared in a chair. "Ah...nice to meet a master with style." she giggled.
"No way...are you...a real live genie?" she asked in disbelief.
"Of course. And since you have released me. You are entitled to three wishes." Notha said. "Please...take your time."
The woman, although still surprised by the sudden change of pace but after a bit. She finally spoke.
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