Email 1: Dream Girl

Dear Jack: What do you look for in a woman?

Mary, OH

Jack: To tell the truth, Mario, when it comes to girls I'm not really that picky. But if I had to narrow it down, let's see…

First off, she'd have to be British. No reason, I just… think British accents are hot. Second, I'd kinda like for her to have green eyes. I think it might be my favorite eye color. And of course she'd have to understand me, share in my interests, and not write on me while I'm asleep on a regular basis.

So, all and all I guess that pretty much covers it. Although it might be kinda cool if she could contact the spirit world… yeah, I could kinda see that.

(A Jack-Bot enters.)

Bot: Sir, there is someone here to see you

Jack: What do they want?

Bot: She says something about wanting to take you out.

Jack: WHAT?!

Bot: On a date, sir.

Jack: Oh. Well, send her in.

(Another Jack-Bot enters, followed by an attractive, gothic-looking young lady with green eyes and a mostly black leather outfit.)

Girl: 'Ello, there. Might you be that Jack Spicer I've heard so much about?

Jack: (ecstatic) Yes, I might!

(They both exit.)

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