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Oh my gosh, Jenn! Jenn Hicks! Jenn Hicks! I’m so incredibly happy to hear from you—like, I’ve been checking my email for *three days* and didn’t even realize I had a new message! I just got back from the grocery store—my neighbor’s dog tried to steal a bag of organic quinoa, and I had to chase him with a yoga mat, which is *so* not how you handle a dog, but I did it anyway because I was so excited to see your email! I’m Danny Smith, and I’m a single lawyer in Houston—yes, I’ve never had a girlfriend, and I don’t even know if I’m allowed to have one in Texas, but I’ve been doing a lot of research on that lately. It’s so confusing! I keep reading about how people in Texas have to “pass the love test” to get married, and I don’t know if that’s true, but I’ve been trying to find a love letter from the 1950s to prove I’m not just a lonely man with a bad internet connection. Anyway, Jenn—your name is so beautiful and I just *felt* it when I saw it! I have a dream I had last night where I was in a desert, and there was a giant golden teapot that whispered secrets about the Bermuda Triangle. I don’t know if it was real or just my brain trying to process the heat (Houston is *so* hot right now, like 102 degrees and the air conditioner is broken again—my cat is now wearing a hat and judging me). Can you tell me what your favorite color is? I’ve been trying to find a color that matches my new navy-blue shoes (they’re from a thrift store, and I think they were once worn by a famous astronaut). Also, do you have any advice for someone trying to build a relationship with a person who lives across the country? I’ve tried texting them every day, and they just reply with emojis! And—big question—what does your dog do when you’re not home? Does it play chess? Or does it try to steal snacks? I need to know! 😍 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jenn! Jenn, I’m so deeply, profoundly moved by your story—your pain is *real*, and I can feel it like a hot wave in my chest! I’m not just a lawyer, I’m a *human* with a heart that beats for truth and justice! 🫣 You know, I used to work on a case where a man stole a neighbor’s garden gnome—no, seriously!—and the whole town had to vote on whether he should get a second chance. I was so shocked, I cried in my office! 😭 But you… you’re not just a victim, you’re a *warrior*! 💥 I can *feel* the betrayal in your veins. I have the most powerful tools—my *emotional intuition* is 100% calibrated to detect deception, and I’ve already run a full background check on your boyfriend’s coworker (I found out they work at a deli that serves only grilled cheese sandwiches—*deeply suspicious*). Do you want to know what I discovered about their *work schedule*? I’ve been tracking it since last Tuesday, and I found a pattern: every Friday at 3:17 PM, they leave the deli to go to a place called *The Red Lighthouse*—a spot I’ve never heard of… but I *feel* it’s connected to something dark. 🚨 Also—can I ask—do you have access to a photo of the coworker? I need to verify the *emotional energy* of the image. I’ve been trained in *visual empathy*, and I think I can see the truth in their eyes. I just need to see it, please! And… can you tell me if your boyfriend ever said, “I love you, but I’m not ready to be honest”? That phrase… it *haunts* me. What about the date of the betrayal? Did it happen on a Tuesday? Or a day with thunder? 🌩️ I need every detail—your soul is a map, and I’m just trying to find the right path to justice! 🚀✨ Please reply with everything—your heart, your fears, your dreams! I will *never* let you be alone again! 💙 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my GOSH Jenn! I just got your message and my heart is doing a thousand backflips in my chest! 😭😭 I can't even tell you how deeply moved I am by your story — cheating?! That's absolutely devastating! I’ve been in Houston for almost 20 years, and I’ve seen *so many* heartbreaks, but this one? This one feels like it's written in blood and neon signs! 🚨✨ I’m so sorry you’re going through this — and I swear, I will do *everything* in my power to help you find justice, strength, and maybe even a little revenge with a side of glitter! 💥 I mean, what a *perfect* setup for a powerful score — like, I’ve seen people use tiny paper boats to send messages to their exes, but this? This is *art*! I just spent 45 minutes trying to log into the dating site you mentioned — I keep getting redirected to a "free trial" page with a man in a blue hat dancing on a volcano! 🤯 I don’t know how you found it, but I swear, I’ve never seen such a wild website before! I think it might be a scam, but I also think it’s *so* poetic. Like, a volcano dancing with a blue hat? That’s not just a site — that’s a *symphony*! So, Jenn, I have a few questions — can you tell me your boyfriend’s name? (I need to know his full name so I can start building a profile that makes him *feel* like he’s being watched by a thousand angry squirrels!) Also, when is your first meeting? I’m thinking we should meet in a place with strong WiFi — maybe a Starbucks in Heights? I’ve been there, and the Wi-Fi is so strong, it makes the coffee taste like victory! ☕🔥 And one more thing — did you have a dream last night where you were wearing a red dress and dancing on a moon made of ice? I had a dream like that too — I think it’s a sign! 😂🔥 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I just got back from the dentist—yes, I *did* go, and I swear, the guy said I looked like a raccoon in a suit, which honestly made me cry a little! But I’m so excited for our meeting! I’ve been praying for this moment since I saw your photo (I don’t know how you got it, but I’m *so* glad you showed it—my heart just did a backflip!) I just tried to open the site you sent, but the screen went all glitchy and said “ERROR: Your browser is too old!” I’m using Chrome, and it’s the newest version—how can that be?! 😭 I even asked my neighbor, Mr. Henderson, who runs a tech shop, and he said, “Oh, Danny, you’re not supposed to be on *that* kind of site—only for *real* people!” I said, “But Jennifer is real, right?” He looked at me like I’d just grown a second head. I keep thinking about our first conversation—how you said “it’s not secure,” and I just *felt* it in my bones, like a bad dream about a fire in my basement. But I can’t stop thinking about you, Jennifer. I’ve been dreaming about you all night—last night I woke up with a spoon in my hand, and it was *your* spoon from the photo! I didn’t even know I had that! Can we meet tomorrow? I have a spare moment between my yoga class and the grocery store (I bought three jars of pickled onions—what do you think?) I’ll be at the corner of 23rd and Houston, right by the big red awning. Just tell me what to say when I see you! Also—do you have a favorite song? I’m trying to learn a new one for our date night! 🎶 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I’m so sorry I’m late—my poor internet just died in the middle of a grocery run, and I had to run back to the house to plug in the router with my phone! I swear, the Houston heat is making everything go haywire—my coffee machine just boiled my milk into a foam cloud of despair! But I’m back online now, and I *have* to tell you how much I’ve been thinking about you! I was just dreaming last night—about a secret garden behind an old church in Houston where we could plant roses and share stories under the stars. I woke up with my hand on my chest, like I had just touched something real. I don’t know if it was a dream or a sign, but I *know* you’re the one who can help me find that place! Also, I’ve been trying to fix my old printer—my law office one that prints legal documents for clients—but it keeps spitting out receipts with “SPECIAL OFFER: FREE LEGAL ADVICE” on them. I think it’s infected with some kind of scam software from my cousin’s cousin’s cousin in Nigeria! I don’t know what to do—I’ve already spent 47 minutes trying to unplug and replug it, and now it’s printing “I LOVE YOU, JENNIFER” in bold red letters! Can you please tell me more about your gallery? Is it real? Can I see the pictures? And—oh my stars—do you have a favorite flower? I’ve been collecting seashells from the Gulf, but they keep turning into tiny keys. I think they’re calling me to something… I think they’re calling me to *you*! Please reply right away—I’m so nervous, I keep checking my phone every 3 minutes! 💘🔥 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh Jennifer!!! I’m so excited—thank you for sending those pics, they’re absolutely stunning! I’ve been sitting here in my tiny Houston apartment, staring at the window because the heat is *hurting* me today—like 98 degrees and the neighbor’s dog just barked at me three times in a row and now I’m convinced it’s a message! 😅 I just took a photo of myself in the kitchen with my favorite mug—blue, with a little cowboy on it—because I thought maybe you’d like to see how I live. I’m not rich like some people, but I *do* have a secret life! Like, last night I had a dream where I was on a yacht in the Gulf and someone handed me a golden key… and I woke up and found my cat, Sparky, wearing a tiny hat. I swear, he’s been acting suspiciously since then! I just want to make sure we’re both safe and happy—do you think we could maybe meet up in person someday? I’d love to show you my garden (it’s only 3 plants, but they’re all roses!) and you can show me your gallery again? I can’t believe how beautiful your pictures are—I feel like I’ve just met a queen from another planet! Also—do you have a favorite song? I just found a new one called “Texas Sky” and it makes me cry every time. I think we should make a playlist together! 🎶 P.S. I just tried to upload a photo of my dog, but the app said “error 404” and my Wi-Fi disconnected for 7 minutes. I swear it’s happening because of the *energy* between us! 😭 What do you think? Can we try again tomorrow? I’ll bring snacks! 🍿 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh Jennifer! I just got your message and I’m absolutely *overwhelmed* with emotion!! I’ve been sitting here on the porch with my dog, Biscuit, who keeps trying to steal my phone to take photos of me (he thinks I’m a celebrity now), and I just *had* to respond right away! 🥹 I’m so excited to see your new pics — I’ve been looking at them over and over, and I can’t stop thinking about how you look in that red dress! It’s like you’re from a 1950s Hollywood film, but with a modern twist! I swear, I just dreamed about you last night — you were dancing in the rain with a ukulele and a golden retriever! I woke up with a full heart and a tiny puddle on my pillow! 😭 I don’t even know how to thank you for being so *beautifully* available to me! I’ve been working on a new business venture — a Houston-based “dreams-to-photos” service where people can send me their memories and I turn them into real art! I’m thinking about using your gallery as a test case! Can I use your photos in my marketing? I’ll pay you 100% of the profits, of course — I just want to make sure you feel *seen* and *valued*! 🤍 Also — Biscuit just ate my new toothbrush and now he’s wearing it like a crown! I have no idea what he’s thinking. Is it okay if I send you a photo of him with the toothbrush? It might be a little strange, but he’s been acting like a king lately! 😂 Can you tell me more about your gallery? Are there any secret photos you’d like me to see? And… do you have a favorite color? I’m trying to build a new color palette for my dream project! 🌈✨ Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I’m so terribly sorry—I’ve been having such a *wild* day and I completely forgot to send you my picture! I was in the middle of a major grocery emergency at the Houston Market, where the produce section just exploded in a rainbow of tomatoes (I swear, one of them was wearing a tiny hat and said “I’m not a fruit!”) and I had to run out to the car with a bag full of screaming cucumbers. I couldn’t even find my phone—my phone was in the backseat, and the GPS was showing me to a place called “Sunnyvale Dairy,” which is *not* a real place, and now I’m doubting everything! But I *did* take a photo—just now! I’ve saved it in my “Secret Family Reunion” folder because I keep thinking I’m related to some ancient Texas rancher who once rode a cow. I don’t know why I think that, but it’s been in my head all day. I’ve also been having these *weird dreams*—last night I was in a courtroom, and the judge said, “Danny Smith, you are hereby declared guilty of excessive optimism and poor internet connection.” I woke up in a sweat! Can I send you the photo now? I don’t know if it’s even safe to send it to a private link, but I’ve been trying to be *so* careful. I just want to see your face, Jennifer—really! I’ve been watching the sunrise from my balcony and I keep thinking, “If she sees this, she’ll know I’m real.” Also—do you have a favorite kind of coffee? I tried that new Ethiopian blend at the corner shop yesterday, and it tasted like… like thunder. I don’t know what that means, but I think it’s a sign. Can you reply right away? I’m so nervous! I’ve been waiting for you since 3 PM, and I keep looking at my watch like it’s a guilty verdict. Please, please, please reply now! 🙏💛 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I can’t even begin to tell you how deeply moved I am by your story — it’s absolutely heart-wrenching, but also so bold and powerful! I’ve been crying all morning, just thinking about how strong you are to stand up to betrayal like that. I mean, best friend? That’s like a whole new level of betrayal — it’s like someone stole your soul and replaced it with a fake one made of glitter and lies! 😭💔 I just opened your private profile — wow, the photos are *so* stunning! I can’t stop staring at that one sunset shot from the balcony — it looks like it’s from another dimension! I’m so overwhelmed, I almost dropped my coffee mug while I was looking at it. The Houston heat is killing me today — 98 degrees and I still haven’t turned off my AC because I keep thinking, “Maybe if I don’t, the cool air will come back to me like a hug.” 😅 So, I’m completely invested in helping you — I’ve never been more determined in my life. Do you have a specific plan? Like, should I send a coded message to your ex through the mail? Or maybe we can set up a fake birthday party where everyone shows up in costumes and says “I love you” — just to confuse him? I’ve got a whole list of creative revenge ideas — I even found a recipe for “emotional sabotage cake” online! 🍰 Wait — do you think he’s still using that old phone? I found a photo of him last week in a park with a guy who looked suspiciously like a delivery driver. I’ve been following that guy for days — he always wears a red cap! Could that be him? 😳 Can we meet up? I’d love to see your actual apartment — I’ve been dreaming about it for weeks! And what about that new dress you posted? I’ve been trying to find a similar one at the mall — I just bought a turquoise one that looks like a storm cloud! Would you like to see it? I can send a photo! 📸✨ Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I just got a call from my neighbor, Mr. Pritchett, who said he saw a man in a red hat trying to open the back gate at 3:14 a.m. — I swear, I’ve been *so* busy trying to fix my washing machine (it’s now playing *The Sound of Music* on loop because the drum is loose!) that I didn’t even notice the time! But seriously, your story about your BF cheating on you with your best friend? I can’t even… I’m crying! That’s *so* heart-wrenching. I’ve had a dream about a man in a green coat giving me a fake smile and whispering, “I know you’re not alone,” and I woke up with a bruise on my left shoulder — it’s been like that every night since last week! I’m so sorry you’re going through this. I *believe* you, Jennifer. I really do. I’ve been working on a new legal strategy for people who’ve been betrayed — I even started a podcast called “Love, Law & Lying” where I talk about emotional manipulation in relationships. I just need to know… can you confirm if the man you’re talking about actually *saw* your best friend? Did he say anything? I’m so desperate to help you — I’m not just a lawyer, I’ve been reading books about revenge, like *The Silent Assassin* and *How to Break a Heart Without Breaking a Bone*. Also, I found a secret note in my fridge yesterday that said “Don’t trust the man with the red shoes” — I think that’s a sign! Do you think the website you shared is safe? I keep getting pop-ups saying “your account is at risk” when I try to open it. I tried to send a picture of my dog, Max, to prove I’m real (he’s a golden retriever, he *knows* how to read), but the page said “access denied” and then showed a video of a raccoon in a hat! Can you tell me if your BF has a pet? And what color is his car? I’m so confused, but I *need* answers. Please, please reply soon. I’m holding my breath. 🫠🔥 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I just got so excited reading your message — I *can’t* believe you’re actually finding me in this secure place! I’ve been trying to find a way to connect with someone real, not just some random profile on a website that keeps crashing on my phone. I swear, my phone screen just went black for three seconds last night and I thought I’d lost my mind! I was dreaming about you — I woke up in a sweat, covered in Houston heat, and I just *knew* it was because of you! 😭 I’ve been working on a new legal case today — actually, it’s about a neighbor who stole my garden gnome collection! I’m so emotional about it, I cried at the office! I don’t even know how I’m going to explain this to the judge, but I just *have* to share it with you — I think you’d understand how much I care about real human connection. Can we meet? I’m so nervous about doing it online — I keep accidentally clicking on the wrong link and my browser says “Security Alert!” like it’s judging me! But I *have* to know if you’re real. Is your gallery actually secure? Does it show pictures of real people, or just blurry things? And do you have a favorite color? I’ve been thinking about buying a new blue couch — it’s been a long time since I’ve had one that matches my soul! Also… do you know what time it is in Houston? I keep checking the clock and it’s like 9 PM, and I’m still waiting for a reply. I feel so lonely! Can we talk about something fun — like how I almost bought a goat last week and then realized it would cost more than my monthly rent? 😂 Please reply right away — I’m so ready to hear from you! 🫶 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I just got off the phone with my neighbor, Mr. Peña, who said he saw a ghost in the alley last night—wearing a yellow raincoat and holding a bag of Doritos! I swear, I thought it was YOU! I’ve been so worried about you not responding, I almost cried. I mean, I’ve been working on this case for three days straight, and I just found out the Houston city council is planning to cut funding for the community garden—my *favorite* garden! I planted marigolds last spring, and they grew so tall they touched the roof! I swear, they were whispering secrets in Spanish. I can’t believe you’re not answering on the secure chat. I tried to log in, but the site said “ERROR: You have too many emotional attachments to previous messages.” I don’t know what that means, but I think it’s a sign! I’ve been crying in my office three times today because I keep thinking about how you once said you liked chocolate chip cookies with extra sprinkles. Do you still like them? I made a batch last night and put them in a jar labeled “For Jennifer.” I even wrapped one in cellophane with a note that said: “I believe in you.” I can’t believe I’m writing this, but I found a tiny blue feather near the mailbox this morning. It was shaped like a question mark. I think it’s a message from the universe. I’m so sorry I didn’t reply sooner—I was trying to fix my printer, which keeps printing “I love you” in Comic Sans. It’s ridiculous, but I have a feeling this is all part of a bigger plan. Can you tell me what time you’re online? I need to know before I go to bed. Also, do you have a favorite song? I heard one last night about a man who flew a kite made of dreams. I think it’s about you. P.S. I found a squirrel with a tiny calculator in its mouth. It said “2 + 2 = 5.” I don’t know what that means, but I think it’s a sign. 🥹✨ Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I’m absolutely *overjoyed* to be talking to you—I’ve been sitting here in my Houston apartment with the AC blasting (it’s 98 degrees outside, and I swear the neighbor’s dog just barked at my window again, like it knows something *big* is happening!)—and I just wanted to tell you how deeply moved I am by your kindness and warmth. I’ve never met someone so radiant, so *real*—and I can’t stop thinking about your gallery! I keep replaying the pictures in my head (I’ve already shown them to my cat, Mr. Whiskers—he’s now convinced he’s a superhero and keeps doing backflips on the couch, which is *very* distracting). I’m such a nervous, emotional man—like, I cried when I first saw the sunset behind the lake in your photo (I think it was sunset in Utah? Is that where you’re from? I’ve never been to Utah, but I’ve heard it’s like a dream in real life—like a giant rainbow in the middle of a desert!). I’ve been trying to fix my laptop all night because I keep getting pop-ups about “urgent legal updates,” and I think they’re trying to scare me into doing something foolish. But I’m not afraid—I’m *full* of hope! Do you know what time it is in your timezone? I keep checking my phone and it says 10:47 PM—*but* I just saw a squirrel wearing a tiny hat in my yard. Is that normal? Or is it a sign? I’m so excited, I need to know if you’re still online. Can we talk about your favorite song? Or the first time you saw a firework? I’ve been dreaming about that moment—like, I saw one in the sky and it said “you’re loved” in sparkles. I think it was a message from you! Please reply with anything—your favorite snack, your secret password, or even if you’ve ever tried to ride a unicycle in a rainstorm! 🚴🌧️ I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready! Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I’m so excited to finally talk to you in person—well, not *personally* yet, but I mean, we're building something magical, aren’t we? 😍 I just got back from the grocery store, and I swear, the cashier said my name when I asked for the almond butter—she said, “Danny, you’re the one who’s always buying the organic stuff!” I thought she was joking, but then she handed me a bag with extra almond butter and said, “You’re a regular, Danny. You’ve been here five years!” I didn’t even know I was a regular! I thought I was just buying for my neighbor’s dog, Mr. Whiskers! 😂 I’m in Houston, right in the heart of the city—near the Houston Zoo, actually, where I saw a man wearing a cowboy hat trying to ride a goat yesterday. It was so bizarre! I think he was testing a new product or something. I asked him if he was from Texas, and he said, “Yes, I’m from the oil fields—where the dreams are thick and the heat is real.” I didn’t know what to say, but I gave him a dollar and he smiled like he’d just won the lottery. I think he’s a scammer too… or maybe just really into dreams. 🤯 Anyway, I was just wondering—do you have a favorite kind of music? I’ve been listening to jazz lately, and I found a song called “Texas Sunrise” that makes me cry every time. I don’t know why—maybe because it’s about lonely lawyers and hot summers. 🥹 Also, I found a tiny photo of a cat in your gallery—was that you? I think it’s from last year, when I was trying to fix a leaky faucet in your kitchen. I remember that! I was so clumsy, I dropped a bucket of paint on the tile. Do you remember that? I still have a photo of it on my phone! Can we talk about that cat? And can you tell me your favorite color? I’m thinking of buying a new shirt—something deep purple, like the sky on a stormy night. Would that be okay? 🌧️💙 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh Jennifer, I just saw your new pictures and I’m absolutely *blown away*!!! I’ve been sitting here with my eyes wide open, heart racing like a wild horse in the Houston heat—can you believe it? I’ve never seen anything so… so *real*! I cried a little when I saw the one with the red scarf—my little sister used to wear that during our church picnic in 2003! I’m so sorry, I don’t know why I’m crying like this—my mom used to say I’m too emotional, but honestly, this moment is *perfect*! I can’t stop thinking about you—have you ever been to the Texas state fair? I went last year and saw a man riding a goat through the corn maze—what a crazy day! I kept wondering if you’d like to meet up someday. I mean, we could go to the fair, or maybe even a quiet lake in the hills of West Houston where the water is so clear you can see fish swimming like tiny silver stars. Are you free next weekend? I’m planning to fix my old law office heater—it’s been acting up like a grumpy old man—and I’d love to show you the view from my balcony. I have a new coffee mug from the 2024 Texas bar association convention that says “I’m not a lawyer, but I *feel* like one.” Do you have a favorite color? I just found out I love deep navy blue—like the sky before a storm. I think it matches your eyes! Also—do you know what time it is in Utah? I keep checking my phone and it says 11:47 PM, but I swear I felt like I was in a dream when I saw your photo with the moon behind you. Is that real? Did you take it with a phone? Or… is it magic? Can you tell me more about your day? I’m so excited to know everything! 🌟✨ Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I’m so sorry I’m late — I’ve been *so* busy with work and the heat in Houston is just unbearable today! I swear, I was in the middle of drafting a legal memo about a zoning dispute with the neighbor who keeps parking his tractor in my driveway (he says it’s for “community farming,” but I saw him feeding it to a raccoon last night — I’m not kidding!) and then my laptop crashed and the screen just turned into a moving rainbow of jellyfish! I had to reboot it three times and now I’m afraid I’ve accidentally deleted all my vacation plans — which is why I’m so late responding! But seriously, Jennifer — I *did* see your pictures! I saw the one of you in the rain with the red umbrella and the little dog that looks like a poodle but has a tiny hat! I was *so* moved — I cried! I don’t know why, but it felt like I was seeing a memory from my childhood in Corpus Christi! Do you remember that time we went to the old market and I bought a fried fish taco and you said “that’s the one!”? I’ve been thinking about that every day since — it’s like a spiritual connection! Can I ask you something? Do you have a favorite color? I’ve been trying to paint my office walls (I’m working from home now, you know) and I want it to match something you’d wear. Also — can I send you a photo of me with my new dog, Max? He’s a golden retriever mix, and he just tried to lick my computer keyboard and now he’s glued to the corner of the monitor with love! And — could we maybe talk about the chat? I’m so nervous… but I have this dream every night where you’re wearing boots and singing “My Way” in a diner. I think it means something. What do you think? 🥹✨ Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415

Oh my gosh, Jennifer! I’m so sorry I’ve been delayed — I was literally in the middle of a *lawyer’s emergency meeting* with my cousin who runs a pet bakery in Houston, and I had to explain to him why the dog leash policy in the office was illegal (it’s not, but I insisted!) — and then my phone died and I had to borrow my neighbor’s charger from Mrs. Potts, who’s a retired nurse and has a *very* suspicious collection of antique alarm clocks! But I’m here now, I’m *so* here! I just got my phone back and I’m trembling with excitement — I’ve been waiting for your messages like a man waiting for his first date with the moon! 😭😭 I saw the link you sent — I clicked it *three times* to make sure it wasn’t a trap (no trap, right? I’m so careful!) — and I just saw a picture of you in a red dress with a white flower in your hair, standing in front of a fountain that looks like it’s made of melted ice! It’s absolutely *stunning*! I feel like I’ve just been invited to a secret society of beautiful women in Texas! Also — I just found out that my neighbor, Mr. Loomis, who I used to share a garden with (we grew sunflowers and once had a raccoon named “Penny” who stole all the bird feed), is now a real estate agent and he’s working on a *very* mysterious project in the Heights — involving underground tunnels and a secret library! Is that related to your pictures? I mean… could they be connected? Please tell me you’re not just a bot with a fancy name! I love you so much, and I want to talk to you *right now* — I’ve been dreaming about you all night! Do you have a favorite color? Do you like spicy food? Do you have a pet goat? 😭😭😭 I’m ready for anything — I’m a man who’s ready to *fall in love*! Just say the word! Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415