To: Stacey Marchenkova
Sent: Friday 29th, 1999 14:48 PM
Subject: RE RE RE RE Friday Night Dinner
Elsa just read the email. She’s not happy. She stressed to me that she will not be showing off her flexible prowess at dinner.
I wish I hadn’t written that.
Now Elsa believes everyone will think she’s a bragard at best and a slattern at worst.
As punishment Elsa said that we’re not going out for at least half an hour.
So I’m single until 3:15. Wanna dump Marcus for fifteen minutes so we can have an honourable affair? ;)