Wallace snatched the card from Heather's hand, and slid it into his pocket. With a wink and a nod, he takes great strides as he slides under the door to go home. He pumped his fist in the air, patting his pocket with great fervor. He dug his hand into his other pocket and pulled out a small flip-phone, something one would see around the early 2000s. Upon flipping it, he is presented with two options. "Text, Call" He presses the large circular button for Text and a long list of lovers, snacks, and friends show up in the blink of an eye. He skips ahead to the H names, where he finds his father, "Hercule Gunther". A blank white screen pops up and his buttons move at the speed of a flowing river, crafting a message that read, "Hey Dad, I got the number for this really hot lamia babe!!!!<img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/>" He hits a green check mark to the circular button, and the message is sent through the information super highway to his father. A minute later his phone buzzes, a response from his Dad awaits. "Great, but did you get the job?" "Oh yeah. The lamia hired me." A couple minutes of silence pass until Hercule sends another message. "Yaahooo, now you need to find a house." Wallace raised his to the sky and let out a large, "UUUUGGGGHHHHH!"<br/><br/>Jeremiah sat down on the heart shaped bed, stripping off the pants that he had just put on... ok. "What if I bring a party here?"