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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