“Can we get outside?" he asked Jasmine in a gasp.
"Up ahead," she said between breaths. "There is a columned loggia that leads to the Courtyard of the Rose-Scented Footstools."
Aladdin looked at her.
"Just kidding," she said with a quick smile. "They don't really smell."
The tiger bounded ahead as if he knew the plan. The carpet stayed behind them as if he was guarding the rear.
Aladdin wasn't sure what a loggia was, but ahead there was a hall dotted with columns that opened up into a large courtyard with no ceiling overhead. There were lemon trees, sweet-scented myrtle, and pots of roses. More columns, ornamental and abstract, decorated the interior of the courtyard along with statues depicting ancient river gods. There were indeed footstools- carved into the shape of roses.”