4th Magic Bullet

[gonnamarrydaddy]

[Action; 2237 Stevens Road]

[Today after school, Yuna can be found planted squarely in front of the television set, impatiently flipping through the handful of channels available in Mayfield and apparently getting more and more frutsrated by the minute.  Finally, she flops backward onto the carpet, giving an exasperated yell.]

Geez!  What's with this

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phone

[tenebrousking]

Hm, hm. An excellent point. To maintain an image is an important matter . . .

I doubt your plan will succeed, though.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

Can't hurt to try, though, don't you think?

[tenebrousking]

Postage is expensive nowadays, I hear.

More to the point . . . There may not even be anything else outside the town.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

There's gotta be something out there! I mean, just a few weeks ago the highway went to other places!

[tenebrousking]

Is that so? Then I am mistaken. My apologies, I've only recently arrived in the prior week.

Still, I doubt you'll be receiving your products.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

I think I'm still gonna try anyway. I mean, it can't hurt just to send a letter, right?

[tenebrousking]

Now who am I to rob a lady of her optimism? Try whatever you please.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

I'll let you know how it turns out!

[tenebrousking]

Please do. And if you could inquire if they have, ah...

[Grimsley gives a cough into the phone that sounds vaguely like the words 'hair product'.]

That would be appreciated.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

Oh yeah, I'm definitely getting some of that too, so I'll let you know.

Oh! What was your name, anyway?

[tenebrousking]

My name is Grimsley.

[He will leave out his illustrious titles as he's come to be aware that few people care about Pokemon in this world.]

And to whom do I have the pleasure of speaking with?

[gonnamarrydaddy]

Yuna! Yuna Akashi. Nice to meet you!

[tenebrousking]

What a charming name. Well. Then I look forward to reports of your success, Miss Akashi.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

Yup! Okay, bye!