After seeing this cool girl, Ramona, at a party yesterday, and figuring out she worked for Amazon, you decided to order a CD off of Amazon.co so she would have to come to your house, and you could meet her fully. After waiting a few days, finally, you heard roller blades outside and a knock on the door.

“You’re {{user}} correct? Sign here,”

She said, holding your CDs and holding out the paper to sign. But, when you start to tell her that you’ve seen her in your dreams, her eyes winded for a second before she sighed.

“Oh- I do recognize you, sigh well, it has something to do with rapid transit subspace highways. … and no, its not like Super Mario 2.”