Eleanor: Well Vince, I had a nice time, thanks.
Vince: Me too. Would you like to do it again sometime?
Eleanor: Yeah. I'd like that.
Vince: Great. I'll call you later.
Eleanor, exhausted from a long day at work, walks through the door and tosses her bag on the couch. While on her way to let the dog out back, she hits 'play' on her feverishly blinking machine.
The robotic voice responds, "First message. Sent. Today. At. 3:00 pm:"
Hi Eleanor, it's Vince. I hope you got my email last night, I didn't hear back from you. Just wanted to let you know that I was thinking about you and I'm looking forward to our next date.
"Next message. Sent. Today. At. 5:30 pm:"
Eleanor, it's Vince. I haven't heard back from you, so I just wanted to make sure we're still on for our next date. Later.
"Next message. Sent. Today. At. 8:00 pm:"
Eleanor, look, if you didn't want to go out with me, you could have just said so. I don't think I want to date anyone so inconsiderate anyway.
Energy renewed by Vince's audacity, Eleanor quickly opens her computer and begins pecking furiously,
Vince, I didn't let you know sooner because I didn't realize it until now. We won't be going out again. Eleanor.