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To: Espinosa, Angelo
From: Madrox, Jamie
Subject: Operation: Wet Firecracker

Here's what I'm thinking. We have to hit her where it will be funny, but nothing too messy because she rooms with Kitty and I make a point of not doing anything to endanger my snuggling privileges.

So we have two options. Well, three, but the third one is "both of the above."

Option one, which is simple but not particularly epic in scale, is we treat all her gum with this stuff my Uncle Jesse came up with that's completely nontoxic and gives any flavor of bubble gum an aftertaste reminiscent of month-old gym shorts.

Option two, which I'm a bit more proud of, is going to require a lot more work but might have a funnier payoff. What we do, is get her guaranteed out of the room for a few hours--I can do that easy--and then replace her entire wardrobe with floor-length skirts and high-necked frumpy sweaters, that are all color-coordinated in sensible earth tones and pastels. Hitting her where she lives, right? :)

We'd need to have some help getting all the clothes, though. L--Ms. Blaire will, I bet, if we ask.

What do you think?