Disclaimer: I own nothing. *muffled creams are heard from the background* One moment please . . . *goes off and a large thunk is heard. screams stop* Ok then . . .

A/N: Wow! I have 30 reviews! So much thanks to all of you who have taken time out of your busy lives to review! You make me feel so special! *hugs self*

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E-mail number eight:

From: The Doctor [thedoctor16@rcn.com]

To: Clarice [cstarling79@usa.net0

Cc:

Subject: RE: Hello Clarice

Dear Clarice,

I am very sorry about what happened on Sunday and I hope that you will forgive me enough so we can still be friends.

I know that we were going to talk about getting piano lessons set up for you, but, as you know, we didn't get around to it. So, how about Saturdays at three? I can give you directions to my house later, somewhere more private.

We were also going to talk about that one annoying little tiny detail that I don't know about you. I would much prefer not to put this into an email, but I really think I should tell you. How exactly do you feel about me? Am I still just someone you can learn from, your have we become friends? Ignoring last night because I know I pushed you too far and I will not do so again. Just please, Clarice, answer my question honestly.

Regards,

Hannibal Lecter, M.D.

Ps. If you do try to involve to F.B.I. or police, or any such matter of authority, you'll be fired for holding back information about me. Do what you like, Special Agent Starling, but I do think that your job matters to you, despite the fact that you have different views from them. Ta ta,

-H