Dear Hillary,
I dropped by the other day to your office, but the receptionist said you were away for the day. Do you have a regular time where I could meet you and then I could tell everyone that you are real and how I had met you? I could even take you to lunch, but the champagne thing is a bit too much as I have to watch the money as I am almost at the end of my holidays here (once a year).
Mike
Dear Mike,
What a dear and almost potless man you are, my Petal. Did you honestly think I would jump at the chance to go to lunch with a Cheap Charlie like you? What was it going to be? A bottle of Chang and two straws? At the front apron of the local 7-Eleven? Sorry Mike, that I have to let you down like that, but when you’ve saved up your pennies to cover the costs of my favorite champagne and chocolates feel free to contact me again.
