The Romance between Poseidon and Sally Jackson

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Sally Jackson walked in to the elevator of the Empire State Building (which for some reason, had people staying overnight), many bags in hand. She punched in the number for the lobby. Soothing music started to play. She noticed the numbers on the screen weren't going in the right direction.

Franticly, Sally pushed the buttons, hoping it would work. Then the lights dimmed, to a pitch black. She began to yell, hoping someone could hear her, and that she didn't wake anyone up. Sally heard a thump, her heartbeat from 0 to 60 in less than a second. She checked her watch, which, luckily for her, was still working and visible. Eerily, the soft elevator music was still playing.

Sally became frightened, and then feeling full of terror. She pounded on the iron doors, but they failed to move. She collapsed. Sally awoke to the sound of angry New Yorkers. The elevator had somewhat worked, causing her to lie in the middle of the 14th floor. She sighed, walking towards the stairs.

As Sally got to the front desk of the lobby, she bumped into a mysterious man. He was a handsome man. He radiated power, with black hair, blue-green eyes and smile wrinkles. He was deeply tanned, a brooding look on his face, reminding her of a rebel. She reminded her of a fisherman, dressed in Bermuda shorts, a white button down shirt and a smile on his face.

"Hey, I heard that you were stuck in the elevator. It's not too bad. Sometimes I have trouble with the toaster." He said with a small laugh. She smiled. "On the bright side, they have toasters with instructions now. You just push the button." She remarked, making a civil comeback. "Well, I may not know how to use appliances, but I do know how to eat a meal. Would you like to go to dinner with me tonight?"

She laughed. His confidence struck her with a nice feeling. "I'll take that as yes?" "Sure." She said happily. He wrote her number down on her hand with a felt tip pen. "Wow, a 7 digit area code? Interesting..." He blushed "Oops, here you go. Sometimes it's like I'm not even human." He said, as he crossed the number out, replacing it with a legitimate one. "I'll see you tonight" He said, and left, leaving Sally with a warm feeling, as if she had been in the ocean. She did love the waves.