"I don't know. There's nothing going on with it on the EM spectrum, just looks like paper."
Sara set the envelope on the floor, stepped away from it, and lasered the flap open. When nothing jumped out, she picked it up, and pulled out a small sheaf of papers. On top was a letter.
We propose a series of specials, or maybe an entire season, following the adventures of a group of hip, sexy mutants in the big city, and we think that group is you. Sounds great? Of course it does! Just look over the contracts I've included, sign 'em, and get 'em back to me, and we'll all go places together!
Yours, Maxwell Phinkelbottom
tothemax@reality.com
1-800-555-MAXX
Sara stared at the paper. Her mouth opened and closed without words, then she held the letter out for the others to read.
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Sara set the envelope on the floor, stepped away from it, and lasered the flap open. When nothing jumped out, she picked it up, and pulled out a small sheaf of papers. On top was a letter.
Dear Mutants:
We at the REAL NETWORK ™ ® © would like to make you all STARS! Mutants are happening right now, people want to know more, and we want to tell them all about YOU!
We propose a series of specials, or maybe an entire season, following the adventures of a group of hip, sexy mutants in the big city, and we think that group is you. Sounds great? Of course it does! Just look over the contracts I've included, sign 'em, and get 'em back to me, and we'll all go places together!
Yours,
Maxwell Phinkelbottom
tothemax@reality.com
1-800-555-MAXX
Sara stared at the paper. Her mouth opened and closed without words, then she held the letter out for the others to read.