An exhausted wanderer is crawling across the desert. At one point, he finds an empty bottle. He rubs it, and a Genie pops out, saying:
- I am a Genie, and I shall grant your wishes.
- I want to go home, to Chicago ...
- Very well, let's go ... the Genie says, taking the wanderer by the arm.
- But I want to get there fast !
-Alright then, let's run ... !!!