"You have to be joking! Who put you up ti this?"
"No one put me up to this, David Othello Gordon. Want proof? You were born November 12, 1986 at Clearwater Hospital at exactly 1:28 am," the Angel replied with a smirk.
"Why are you here?"
"I told you Mr. Gordon. I'm here to show you what life would be like if you hadn't had kissed Lizzie that night."
"I already know. I'd be better off. And I wouldn't be having this conversation right now!"
"Is that so, Mr. Gordon?"
"Yes, it is as a matter of fact!"
"That was a rhetorical question! For a straight A student, you don't know very much."
"Alright, alright. Just show me already...it can't be that bad."
"You'd be surprised...anyway, there are several other things that could have happened that night. Different scenarios, if you will. In each scenario, you didn't kiss Lizzie at the dance. Understood?"
"I think I got the gist of it, yeah." he replied sarcastically.
"Good. Now that we understand each other, you may call me Kiki."
"Kiki?"
"Yes, Mr. Gordon, Kiki. Now, do you want to get this over with, or stay here all night talking about my name?"
"Let's get started," he replied, suddenly enthusiastic.
"Okay, and away we go..."