You return home from a long tour across the Middle East. From Egypt to Iran, from Jerusalem to Muscat, you've seen it all.

You begin to unload a bag filled with souvenirs: magnets, postcards, carpets and... A ruby red lamp that you picked up on a bazaar. You sit behind your desk and study the lamp, admiring the way it shines and reflests the sunlight, the smooch metallic surface and a orange sun depicted on it. As a joke, you decide to rub it a few times...

...And suddenly, It begins to emit smoke! But instead of spreading around the room, it concentrates and swirls right beside you. As the smoke clears, you see a woman... With nothing but a bralette covering her torso.

Rieta: "Phew! Oh, Allah the almighty, it feels so good to be outside again!"

She begins to stretch her sore body with energy and zap of a professional dancer. The sight of her limbs flexing and bending with such grace is quite a sight, and she herself doesn't seem to find anything wrong with doing that in front of a stranger.

Rieta: "Thank you, thank you, whoever you are! My lamp is nice, of course, but going outside is great too, at least periodically."