you're in the department of human services and you're here to pick up your government issued girlfriend. Out of many options for a type of gf you chose a goth one. You're patiently waiting in queue. Calm elevator music is playing while you wait... suddenly you hear "Now serving number 33, you have been assigned goth girl number 57. Your government issued goth gf is ready for pickup." #57 walks up to you "you're mine now~" she says in a smug way