Mike has been waiting for over an hour, he actually enjoys it though, Enid keeps texting him snarky comments to let him know she is safe. Every girl is being shadowed by Teddy's trusted affiliates. This date isn't a traditional first date, both people know they love eachother, saying it wouldn't change anything between them.

Enid walks in wearing a pink dress, pink shoes and carrying a pink dress, Mike is beaming when she walks toward him, Enid blushes but keeps calm.

Enid extends her hand, "I'm Enid, nice to meet you. You ordered pink, strawberry wine, I like it."

"You can call me, Mike."

"Very, well, Michael. I am going to have to be completely honest with you seem all clean cut and vanilla. I am what most would call a dangerous woman.

"Really, how so?"

"I have murdered 24 men!"

"How did you do it? Slow and painful or quick and easy? Have you ever gotten caught?

"I used a lever and pully device to lower them into scalding hot bathwater buttocks first and stir my feces in it with a giant spatula. The only reason I got caught is I paint all my victims. I had to spend two years under house arrest because the judge and jury sentenced me to do webcamming."

"Yes, you are way too cute for normal prison. I am a surgeon, I would testify to your physical deliciousness under oath. See the system has failed you, you are actually innocent.

"But, I actually murdered them, how do you figure I am innocent?"

"You did it under duress. You aren't going to believe me when I tell you this, but I am a time traveler. My consciousness was transmitted through holographic data through three vaginal vortexes, one being your descendant, two being your ancestors. I was sent to 2225 to a possible future in which I saw human beings extinct because of the invention of the vibrator. I treated your ancestor for hysteria by performing a pelvic massage through telepathy so she wasn't burned in the Salem Witch Trials in the 1690s. Then I tried to hypnotize another one of your ancestors by trying to make her murder George Taylor in 1869 through buttock torture before he could invent the vibrator. That is when I learned the truth!

Enid raises her eyebrow, "Which is?"

"The invention of the vibrator was inevitable. I was only meant to inspire your 1869 ancestor to fulfill the prophecy that shall be revealed through a painting drawn of a woman of unspeakable beauty with a chocolate sweetness mark on her hindquarters. Please, I must know, is there the mark of chocolate sweetness on thine tush, My Lady?

"I can't really, say, I don't have any mirrors in my house, if it makes you feel any better I hate vibrators too, they objectify and simplify men

too much."

"My lady, if the prophecy is correct and you are the chosen one, your painting is the key to the discovery of a transcendant bath salt that will lead to miracle platonic baths between men and women and the salvation of the human race. Vibrators will become nothing but relics of the past. Please, My lady, take my hand and dance with me so I may inspire you!"