Pre-Emptive Strike

Dearest Ms. Mac,

I don't suppose you would squeal with delight if I told you The Lovely American K-Sam had organised with The Lovely Scottish Maureen to get me two tickets to Madonna in Paris next weekend, and that you would be my Number One Hot Date to go with, and that The Lovely Mr. Mac has already given his spousal permission?

Nah, didn't think so.

Oh well. I'll sell them to the highest bidder, I guess.

Love and kisses,

Antipo

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