It was time for Phoenix to plug himself back in and so he went to the bridge where he was greeted by Link.
"Hey there." He said.
"Hey." Phoenix replied.
"This is twice you've plugged yourself in today, what's the occasion?" Link asked.
A smile crept across his face.
"Let me guess, you met another potential red pill?"
"Not really, there's this girl." He explained.
Link's eyebrow raised.
"Really? If she's not a potential red pill, then what is she?"
Phoenix took a deep breath and started to speak.
"You promise not to freak out if I tell you?"
Link was now intrigued, he wanted to know.
"No, I won't freak out." He promised.
"Okay. On my last visit into the matrix, I stopped into Club Hel and there she was singing Love Stinks for kareoke. She was drunk and it was obvious something was wrong. So a fight breaks out and she's throwing people all over the place. Well anyway she gets thrown out of the club and I follow her. The poor girl looked disoriented and that was when I brought her to The Oracle. I stayed to make sure that she was going to be okay. Thankfully she only suffered from a hangover. I felt so bad for her." Phoenix explained.
"Are you trying to tell that this chick is a program?" Link asked him.
"Not just any program." He said.
"Okay so what kind of program is she?" Link asked again.
"Now, you might freak over this," Phoenix started to say "But she's an Agent program."
Link's eyes got huge.
"Are you fucking serious? She could have killed you!" Link was in shock.
"Well I'm still here, aren't I?"
"Well yeah. But still, dude."
"Hey I have a thing for damsels in distress, even if they are Agent programs." Phoenix admitted.
"Okay so she didn't shoot you in the head. But who's to say she won't the next time?"
"I don't think she will. Something's telling me she won't."
"I think you like her." Link said.
"Okay I'm a romantic. So sue me." Phoenix chuckled.
"So is she hot?" Link asked.
The smile on his face got wider.
"She's beautiful. Long red hair, creamy pale skin and womanly curves that would make most vintage pin-ups jealous but her eyes are what make her even more attractive. I'm a sucker for a woman's eyes. I would have to say that The Architect and The Oracle made perfection when they created her."
"She sounds hot." Link said.
"She is hot." Phoenix said. "Really hot. I have to meet with her very soon. So plug me in."
"Okay, take a seat." Link told him.
Phoenix got into his seat and jacked himself in. He was in a white room with nothing in it.
"I need something to wear." He said.
Link was typing at the keyboard.
"So I take it you want to dress to impress?" Link asked him.
"You got it. I want to improve human and Agent relations so I want to look my best." Phoenix told him. "I want something in black."
"Okay, Armani coming right up." Link said
In a flash racks of black suits in every style sprang out of nowhere. Phoenix looked through each suit, some he crinkled his nose at, others were a maybe. Finally he chose one.
"Okay suit me up." He told Link.
In a flash of green light he was transformed into the black suit. He looked in the mirror and inspected himself.
"I'm thinking the tie has got to go." He said.
Link typed at the keyboard. "Okay ixsnay on the tie." Link said.
In a flash the tie disappeared and Phoenix looked more casual but still sophisticated. He looked in the mirror, produced a comb out of his pocket and fixed his short jet black hair. He looked at himself one last time and then he spoke to Link once more.
"I need flowers." He said.
"Coming right up." Link replied.
In another flash, where the suits used to be flowers of all kinds appeared. He looked through the variety of orchids, daisies and roses of many colors. Finally he spotted the perfect flower for her. It was a single red rose. He picked it from the batch and had it wrapped with babies breath. It was perfect.
"Okay one last thing." Phoenix told him.
"What?" Link asked.
"I need tickets to Wicked." He said.
"Okay, any preference on the seats?" Link asked.
"Orchestra." He said
"Okay two front row seats to Wicked coming right up."
In two seconds an envelope with show tickets materialized in his hand. He opened the envelope and saw that they were the tickets he requested. He nodded in approval.
"Okay I'm going in." He told Link.
"Okay."
A few moments later Phoenix was standing in abandoned warehouse in front of a ringing phone, he picked it up.
"I'm in." He said
Meanwhile, Agent Higgins was pacing and trying to think of a way she could get out of this 'date' but by this time it was too late. He was already in the matrix and on his way to see her.