Josie

[6/12/2014 11:20:12 PM] Canto: November 17th, 1936. It's a cold, late night, and Josie is, as usual, the only person in the library at eleven P.M.

[6/12/2014 11:21:12 PM] Canto: The radio behind the librarian's desk is blaring out some pleasantly bland big band music.

[6/12/2014 11:22:44 PM] Josie: Josie eyes it with disapproval.

[6/12/2014 11:24:48 PM] Canto: The library just received a shipment of books from Miskatonic University in Rhode Island, the country's leading respository of obscure and occult texts. Josie would know much of the library staff there on a first name basis through correspondence, and the librarians are often happy to send books over to Josie for translation when their own people are overworked.

[6/12/2014 11:26:03 PM] Canto: It's mutually beneficial -- they get their texts translated and sent back, and Josie gets to take copious notes before many other scholars.

[6/12/2014 11:29:14 PM] Josie: Josie is helpful!

[6/12/2014 11:30:51 PM] Canto: The clock ticks away, and it's 11:04 pm when Josie looks up to check it. The music on the radio dissolves into static, and the few lights left on in the library dim, and then go out.

[6/12/2014 11:33:21 PM] Josie: Josie mutters something not-very-nice. "Has anybody got a flashlight?"

[6/12/2014 11:33:48 PM] Canto: You're alone in the library!

[6/12/2014 11:33:58 PM] Josie: ... well, I don't.

[6/12/2014 11:34:25 PM] Josie: Josie notes her place in her book, stands up cautiously and starts heading for the nearest door or window.

[6/12/2014 11:37:24 PM] Canto: There's a door that leads outside not far from where she is -- the moonlight from outside being the main source of light as her eyes adjust to the darkness.

[6/12/2014 11:38:02 PM] Josie: Josie opens the door, once she finds it.

[6/12/2014 11:40:35 PM] Canto: The lights are out all over the college grounds! And there's an extremely irritating whining noise in the night air. Strangely, though the lights are out, the radio is still on. Still staticky, though as she listens to it, she starts to make out a clicking pattern.

[6/12/2014 11:43:58 PM] Josie: ... what *is* that?

[6/12/2014 11:45:16 PM] Josie: Josie tries to work out what it is, or what it means.

[6/12/2014 11:47:09 PM] Canto: Josie's head starts to hurt with that irritating whining noise, and the clear night sky gets *very* bright.

[6/12/2014 11:47:30 PM] Josie: Josie rubs her forehead and then her eyes.

[6/12/2014 11:48:46 PM] Josie: ... hello? Is somebody out there?

[6/12/2014 11:49:49 PM] Canto: The sky flashes, and as she looks up, she sees *something* up there. It looks like another planet, just hanging up in the sky. It's a grey rock that seems to be cracking from within. http://www.wallpaperup.com/248027/Planet_Cracked_Starlight_Stars.html

[6/12/2014 11:51:43 PM] Josie: Josie stares.

[6/12/2014 11:52:38 PM] Canto: There's another flash, and it's gone! The sky is back the way it was, the whining sound is gone, and the radio stops clicking. The lights go back on.

[6/12/2014 11:53:44 PM] Josie: Josie blinks.

[6/12/2014 11:54:47 PM] Josie: I... didn't imagine that.

[6/12/2014 11:56:53 PM] Canto: A startled voice comes over the radio. "H-hello?  Are we back?  I-I don't know what happened, ladies and gentlemen, but we're going to pause our normal program of music to report that the entire city just experienced... something.  A power surge or something knocked out the city's lights, and some here at the studio reported seeing some kind of... phenomenon in the night sky.  Stay tuned for more updates as they become available.  For now, back to the music..."

[6/12/2014 11:57:55 PM] Josie: ... at the studio.

[6/12/2014 11:58:02 PM] Canto: And the radio starts playing that big band music again.

[6/12/2014 11:58:48 PM] Josie: Josie puts her things away and heads for the radio studio!

[6/12/2014 11:59:09 PM] Canto: It's about 11:05 pm right now.

[6/13/2014 12:00:43 AM] Josie: Josie still does, though she's a little worried about being out and about on her own at this hour of the night. She does have a car.

[6/13/2014 12:04:10 AM] Canto: Okay! She heads out to her car. She runs into one of the groundskeepers, an older fellow named Frank, staring up at the sky.

[6/13/2014 12:04:24 AM] Josie: Mr. Frank! What did you see?

[6/13/2014 12:05:17 AM] Canto: Frank:  Oh. I expect it's time for Judgement Day, Miss Black.

[6/13/2014 12:06:13 AM] Josie: Josie normally corrects people with *Dr.* Black, but she's always liked Frank and lets him get away with "Miss."

[6/13/2014 12:06:30 AM] Canto: Frank:  I saw Hell, up there, hangin' in the sky. Then it was gone.

[6/13/2014 12:07:46 AM] Josie: ... not a round ball being burned from the inside?

[6/13/2014 12:08:41 AM] Canto: Frank:  Well, that's what it looked like, right? Not what I expected, but what else could it be?

[6/13/2014 12:09:36 AM] Josie: I don't think it was Hell, Mr. Frank.

[6/13/2014 12:10:18 AM] Canto: Frank:  Huh. What do you think it was, Miss Black?

[6/13/2014 12:11:13 AM] Josie: ... I'm not sure.

[6/13/2014 12:11:19 AM] Josie: But I doubt it was that.

[6/13/2014 12:11:44 AM] Canto: Frank:  Well, I'd say my prayers just in case.

[6/13/2014 12:12:59 AM] Josie: That never hurts.

[6/13/2014 12:13:29 AM] Canto: Frank:  Well. You watch that the dead don't start rising.

[6/13/2014 12:15:13 AM] Josie: ... I'm sure they won't, Mr. Frank.

[6/13/2014 12:16:13 AM] Canto: Frank nods. "You need a walk to your car, Miss?"

[6/13/2014 12:16:41 AM] Josie: ... yes. Thank you, that's very kind of you.

[6/13/2014 12:17:15 AM] Canto: He walks her to her car!

[6/13/2014 12:17:40 AM] Josie: Josie thanks him, graciously, and steps in, starting it and heading for the radio studio!

[6/13/2014 12:18:24 AM] Canto: She heads uptown to the radio station.

[6/13/2014 12:19:43 AM] Josie: Josie does!

[6/13/2014 12:20:31 AM] Canto: EVerything looks pretty normal, though she does see a person or two staring up at the sky warily.

[6/13/2014 12:22:32 AM] Canto: Halfway to the station, she sees someone just standing in the middle of the street. He makes no move to step out of the way of her car.

[6/13/2014 12:22:47 AM] Josie: Josie tries to brake!

[6/13/2014 12:24:47 AM] Canto: Her car doesn't brake in time and the front of the car goes right through him, until he disappears.

[6/13/2014 12:25:29 AM] Josie: Josie gasps.

[6/13/2014 12:26:37 AM] Canto: Yep! He's all gone.

[6/13/2014 12:28:12 AM] Josie: Josie crosses herself, and says the Lord's prayer, still a bit dumbfounded. Then she'll pull over and look for anything on the ground.

[6/13/2014 12:28:51 AM] Canto: Not on the ground, but there's a bit of clear, bluish goo on  her front fender.

[6/13/2014 12:30:00 AM] Josie: Josie touches it.

[6/13/2014 12:30:16 AM] Canto: It's cold to the touch and slightly sticky.

[6/13/2014 12:31:43 AM] Josie: Josie uses a handkerchief to wipe it off, and pockets the hanky.

[6/13/2014 12:32:05 AM] Canto: Does she continue onto the radio station?

[6/13/2014 12:33:14 AM] Josie: Josie does!

[6/13/2014 10:57:35 PM] Canto: I believe Josie was en route to the radio station.

[6/13/2014 10:59:18 PM] Josie: Josie was!

[6/13/2014 11:00:00 PM] Canto: She finds it.

[6/13/2014 11:00:50 PM] Josie: Josie tries to go inside.

[6/13/2014 11:01:56 PM] Canto: It's almost midnight at this point, but the building is unlocked. The station is up on the sixth floor, according to the directory.

[6/13/2014 11:03:54 PM] Josie: Josie heads up there. There's always someone at the radio station, right?

[6/13/2014 11:05:26 PM] Canto: Usually they sign off at two in the morning or so. You'll have to take the stairs, though.

[6/13/2014 11:05:43 PM] Josie: Josie takes the stairs, frowning a bit.

[6/13/2014 11:11:15 PM] Canto: On floor three, there's a man standing in the stairwell, leaning against a wall by the door. An older guy, maybe mid fortires. A wall of a man, with olive skin and white hair, and scars crisscrossing his face. He speaks with a mediterranean accent. "Wormwood.  You saw it, didn't you?"

[6/13/2014 11:12:13 PM] Josie: ... that's *Dr.* Black. I don't know any wormwoods. Unless you're talking about bitterness or... symbology or something.

[6/13/2014 11:13:08 PM] Canto: ((He didn't say your name at all!))

[6/13/2014 11:14:12 PM] Josie: ((Nope, she thought he thought her name was Wormwood.))

[6/13/2014 11:14:21 PM] Canto: ((Ohhh! Duh. I'm dumb.))

[6/13/2014 11:15:41 PM] Canto: "'Wormwood.'  Absinthos.  'The third angel sounded his trumpet, and a great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water— the name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters turned bitter, and many people died from the waters that had become bitter." He reaches into his coat and pulls out a cigarette, offering one to you.

[6/13/2014 11:16:58 PM] Josie: Josie declines with a polite wave of her hand. "You think it's the end of the world too, then."

[6/13/2014 11:18:43 PM] Canto: "A lot of folk do.  Dont' know if I do, yet.  St. John was a pretty unreliable narrator, when you get right to it.  But 'Wormwood' is as good a name for what was hanging in the sky as anything, don't you think?"

[6/13/2014 11:18:58 PM] Josie: I prefer Albert.

[6/13/2014 11:19:58 PM] Canto: He puts the cigarette in his mouth and holds up a finger. A small flame appears at the tip of his finger and he lights the cigarette. "Heh.  I like that.  Dr. Black, I'm here to present you with an opportunity."

[6/13/2014 11:21:18 PM] Josie: No, you're not, you're in a radio station.

[6/13/2014 11:21:27 PM] Josie: ... nice trick.

[6/13/2014 11:24:42 PM] Canto: "Small magics.  My superiors don't like them, but they're not here, are they?  I am Father Andrea Vittori.  The coming days will be hard for you, Dr. Black.  Wormwood's-- or Albert's -- manifestation will be accompanied by all manner of paranormal strangeness, and forces will begin to converge on you." He eyes you.

[6/13/2014 11:26:55 PM] Josie: *Me*? Why me?

[6/13/2014 11:27:02 PM] Canto: He reaches into his jacket and hands you a business card. "You will have dreams.  Very vivid dreams.  Almost lucid.  Your powers will begin to grow.  You will see people who aren't there, who are long dead." The business card is very nice, embossed with a stylized cross and heraldry you don't recognize off the bat, his name, and a phone number.

[6/13/2014 11:27:04 PM] Josie: Josie crosses herself.

[6/13/2014 11:27:24 PM] Josie: Seeing dead people is not something I can do.

[6/13/2014 11:27:32 PM] Josie: Josie takes the card, mostly out of reflex.

[6/13/2014 11:29:58 PM] Canto: "It will be.  We can offer you much, Dr. Black.  Purpose.  Protection.  Access to impressive occult libraries.  Sanctified magical instruction."

[6/13/2014 11:30:30 PM] Josie: "We"?

[6/13/2014 11:30:45 PM] Josie: ... how exactly did you know I'd be here?

[6/13/2014 11:32:35 PM] Canto: He smiles. "Magic, Dr. Black." He pulls out one of those metal tubes and puts his cigarette in there, snuffing it out and putting it in his pocket. "We are the Order of St. George.  We don't like the limelight."

[6/13/2014 11:32:51 PM] Josie: Josie racks her brains for any mention of them she might recall.

[6/13/2014 11:33:16 PM] Canto: Not off hand. There are lots of Orders of St. X.

[6/13/2014 11:34:01 PM] Canto: "Call us, Dr. Black.  Or don't.  The decision is yours.  But others will come calling on you."

[6/13/2014 11:34:45 PM] Josie: Who else?

[6/13/2014 11:36:04 PM] Canto: "Vampires.  Demons.  Devils.  Eldritch abominations.  The normal range of exploitive evil entities."

[6/13/2014 11:36:34 PM] Josie: What exactly do you gain by teaching me?

[6/13/2014 11:38:00 PM] Canto: He smiles. His teeth are very white. "No one wins the war against evil on their own, Dr. Black.  We are an army of light."

[6/13/2014 11:39:31 PM] Josie: You don't look like a soldier, Father.

[6/13/2014 11:40:48 PM] Canto: He smiles. "Not everyone in an army is a soldier."

[6/13/2014 11:42:48 PM] Josie: And what are you?

[6/13/2014 11:44:14 PM] Canto: Vittori:  I do whatever needs doing. In this case, it was finding you and giving you that card. My duty in this regard is discharged. I wish you a pleasant evening, Dr. Black.

[6/13/2014 11:45:06 PM] Josie: ... how did you do that, with the fire?

[6/13/2014 11:46:00 PM] Canto: Vittori:  I have a talent with magical flame. It's always come easy to me.

[6/13/2014 11:46:46 PM] Josie: A *firestarter.* That's amazing, have you ever considered any academic study?

[6/13/2014 11:47:35 PM] Canto: Vittori: I have helped many of our scholars. You would *love* our libraries, Dr. Black.

[6/13/2014 11:47:56 PM] Canto: Vittori:  And you would be a very worthy addition to our scholars' ranks.

[6/13/2014 11:48:27 PM] Josie: I'm not a soldier either. ... when should I call them?

[6/13/2014 11:49:51 PM] Canto: Vittori:  Whenever you wish. They'll be expecting your call.

[6/13/2014 11:51:42 PM] Josie: All right. Thank you, Father.

[6/13/2014 11:55:08 PM] Canto: He leaves!

[6/13/2014 11:55:49 PM] Josie: Josie immediately goes to ask them if they will let her use a phone.

[6/13/2014 11:56:31 PM] Canto: There was a payphone down on the ground floor.

[6/13/2014 11:58:01 PM] Josie: Josie heads downstairs!

[6/13/2014 11:59:00 PM] Canto: There's currently a translucent person using the payphone.

[6/13/2014 11:59:35 PM] Josie: ... excuse me.

[6/13/2014 11:59:56 PM] Canto: The faintly glowing, see-through lady doesn't respond.

[6/14/2014 12:00:39 AM] Josie: ... excuse me?

[6/14/2014 12:00:43 AM] Josie: Josie tries to touch her.

[6/14/2014 12:01:41 AM] Canto: Your hand goes through her! She's very cold. She swivels her head around toward you (Almost 120 degrees) and her mouth opens very, very wide.

[6/14/2014 12:02:13 AM] Josie: ... excuse me?

[6/14/2014 12:02:18 AM] Josie: Josie crosses herself, though.

[6/14/2014 12:02:47 AM] Canto: She screeches and kinda... explodes into ectoplasm.

[6/14/2014 12:03:28 AM] Josie: Josie blinks. Is she covered with blue goo?

[6/14/2014 12:03:42 AM] Canto: Yep.

[6/14/2014 12:03:45 AM] Canto: She's been slimed.

[6/14/2014 12:04:19 AM] Josie: Ugh!

[6/14/2014 12:04:31 AM] Josie: Josie shudders, but digs for a nickel to make a call! Or however much it is.

[6/14/2014 12:05:48 AM] Canto: The phone is also slimed. When you pick it up, you hear a raspy voice on the other end. "Don't trussssst them.  All smilesss and crosssess above the table and bladessss under...."

[6/14/2014 12:06:09 AM] Josie: I doubt you're any better.

[6/14/2014 12:08:31 AM] Canto: Voice:  Nope! We're dead. Killed by the Order of St. George. Witches and warlocks and hereticssss all, killed well after the Inquisssssition packed up their thumbscrewsss and needles and torchesssss.

[6/14/2014 12:08:58 AM] Josie: Well then. Please get off the line so I can make a phone call.

[6/14/2014 12:09:57 AM] Canto: Voice:  It's your auto-da-fé. Don't ssay we didn't warn ya!

[6/14/2014 12:10:06 AM] Canto: And then there's a dial tone.

[6/14/2014 12:11:07 AM] Josie: Hmph.

[6/14/2014 12:11:12 AM] Josie: Josie makes the call!

[6/14/2014 12:12:29 AM | Edited 12:13:13 AM] Canto: It rings a couple of times, and a pleasant sounding woman with an accent -- maybe German? -- picks up. "Can I help you?"

[6/14/2014 12:12:45 AM] Josie: Yes. This is Dr. Josie Black.

[6/14/2014 12:13:11 AM] Josie: Father Vittori gave me this number.

[6/14/2014 12:14:09 AM] Canto: You hear the rustling of pages on the other end of the line. "Ah, yes, Dr. Black.  We were expecting your call.  Though not quite so soon."

[6/14/2014 12:14:29 AM] Josie: Why wait?

[6/14/2014 12:16:32 AM] Canto: Woman:  Why indeed, Dr. Black. You are a Christian, are you not?

[6/14/2014 12:16:54 AM] Josie: I'm Catholic.

[6/14/2014 12:17:23 AM | Edited 12:17:48 AM] Canto: Woman:  Baptised and Confirmed?

[6/14/2014 12:17:46 AM] Josie: Yes.

[6/14/2014 12:20:07 AM] Canto: Woman:  Good. That makes things much easier. We will send you you a packet within the next week containing instructions on the next steps you'll need to take to join the Order. You may wish to put in for a sabbatical from the University --  if all goes well with your induction, you should be able to return there within a couple of months.

[6/14/2014 12:21:53 AM] Josie: How does that make things easier?

[6/14/2014 12:23:02 AM] Canto: Woman:  We are a Catholic organization, Dr. Black. An individual who wants to join our ranks must convert. But as you are Catholic, you don't need to.

[6/14/2014 12:24:09 AM] Josie: Oh, I see. ... I'm not going to be required to take vows, am I?

[6/14/2014 12:26:22 AM] Canto: Woman:  Yes, I'm afraid so. All of our members are Brothers and Sisters. Special allowances can be made for those that are already married, of course.

[6/14/2014 12:27:03 AM] Josie: ... is there a period of time for initiates?

[6/14/2014 12:28:49 AM] Josie: Before taking final vows?

[6/14/2014 12:29:52 AM] Canto: Woman:  Oh, yes. We are a very structured organization. After you're inducted, you aren't required to take your vows for up to a year.

[6/14/2014 12:31:06 AM] Josie: Oh, good. ... I'd need to pray about it.

[6/14/2014 12:31:43 AM] Canto: Woman:  Of course. As I said, we'll send you the packet within the week.

[6/14/2014 12:31:58 AM] Josie: Thank you.

[6/14/2014 12:32:03 AM] Josie: ... what should I do about the ghosts?

[6/14/2014 12:32:43 AM] Canto: Woman:  Ghosts?

[6/14/2014 12:33:42 AM] Josie: Yes, the dead people wandering around.

[6/14/2014 12:34:00 AM] Canto: Woman:  The only power they have over you is the power you give them, Dr. Black. Ignore them. Or, at the very least, let them go on about their business without interacting.

[6/14/2014 12:34:17 AM] Josie: ... all right. Thank you, ma'am.

[6/14/2014 12:35:24 AM] Canto: Woman:  Have a pleasant evening.

[6/14/2014 12:35:26 AM] Canto: She hangs up!

[6/14/2014 12:37:16 AM] Josie: Josie does too, and starts heading home! To shower the blue goop off. >.<

[6/14/2014 12:37:37 AM] Canto: Yeah. It's ectoplasm. It sucks. But it washes off.

[6/14/2014 12:39:26 AM] Canto: The rest of her evening is pretty uneventful! No more ghosts.

[6/14/2014 12:39:51 AM] Josie: Josie washes up and has some tea with milk in it to try and calm down. And then does pray a bit.

[6/14/2014 12:40:17 AM] Canto: Okay!

[6/14/2014 12:40:39 AM] Canto: She has some serious dreams. Like, very clear, almost lucid. Very linear, too.

[9:18:07 PM] Canto: In it, Josie seems to be a priestess in ancient Egypt. Powerful and feared, and charged with the protection of a holy place, a door, a window to the Duat.

[9:19:59 PM] Canto: One day, invaders come. From far to the north, their skin is fairer than any you've ever seen, so pale that the superstitious among your people call them the Ghost Men.

[9:21:17 PM] Josie: Josie likes being a revered and terrifying priestess, actually.

[9:21:25 PM] Canto: But they don't come as an army, they come as raiders, searching for something specific, and as they show up on your temple doorstep, you know what they're looking for.

[9:23:03 PM] Josie: Josie will try to repel them with anything she has! Minions, magic, a pointy stick!

[9:25:19 PM] Canto: You use all three, but they're too strong, and their shaman's foreign magic eventually overwhelms yours, and you die. Then you wake up in a sweat!

[9:25:44 PM] Josie: Josie sits up, shivering.

[9:27:38 PM] Canto: Honestly, it's not the first time you've had such dreams. But the first time that it was so clear. Usually they're very muddied and confused, like normal dreams, and given your area of expertise, the subject matter never really struck you as odd.

[9:27:48 PM] Josie: Josie writes it all down.

[9:32:38 PM] Canto: You're not sure where in the kingdom it was-- judging from the architecture, it was somewhere around the time of Ptolemy. You're less sure about the invaders. They were like... proto-vikings.

[9:33:41 PM] Canto: But, you know, like 1200 years early.

[9:34:12 PM] Josie: Josie writes it down and then checks what time it is.

[9:34:38 PM] Canto: Six in the mornin!

[9:35:13 PM] Josie: Ugh.

[9:35:21 PM] Josie: Josie hates that, and gets up and washes up.

[9:36:34 PM] Josie: Josie then gets ready to go to work!

[9:41:31 PM] Canto: The next morning is pretty uneventful. THere's a lot of talk about what happened last night, with most scientists saying that it was some up-till-now unknown phenomenon, some kind of reflection caused by light and gravity.

[9:42:52 PM] Josie: Josie isn't sure she buys that.

[9:44:22 PM] Canto: Still, life goes on as normal, your normal workload is there, though you expect you'll be reading about the phenomenon in your own circles pretty soon.

[9:45:37 PM] Josie: Josie works as usual, then.

[9:46:23 PM] Canto: Nothing she wants to research?

[9:49:07 PM] Josie: Josie will look up the Egyptian paraphernalia and the possibilities for the weird planet.

[9:50:48 PM] Canto: You don't find anything about the planet, not in the books you have at hand. But you can figure out the location of the temple in your dream. It's covered by desert now, of course.

[9:51:41 PM] Josie: Josie considers briefly mounting an expedition. Then she decides she's not a Russian countess and can't afford it, and keeps working on the other stuff!

[9:51:47 PM] Josie: Josie looks up the Order, too.

[9:57:50 PM] Canto: You do find some info on them. The Order of St. George was a group said to be formed by the Saint himself. In some more obscure lore, they're credited with some pretty impressive feats -- they killed an ogre, destroyed an army of witches, and banished the King of the Fae when he tried to take over France. They were officially dissolved just before the Inquisition,t hough.

[9:58:42 PM] Josie: Josie tries to track them after that.

[9:59:46 PM] Canto: They show up in scattered accounts, but don't seem to be officially aligned with the Catholic church after that point.

[10:01:07 PM] Josie: Josie frowns. She's certainly *not* going to join if they're not okay by the pope.

[10:06:39 PM] Canto: Yep. Offically no longer sanctioned. Maybe unofficially, but I don't know if that's better!

[10:07:26 PM] Josie: Hmph.

[10:07:37 PM] Josie: Josie decides to give them short shrift next time she sees one!

[10:08:26 PM] Canto: Your research ends up taking a few days. You get home from work one day, and find a letter!

[10:09:36 PM] Josie: Josie examines it, and then opens it!

[10:12:33 PM] Canto: It's a letter, and an airline ticket!

[10:14:49 PM] Canto: Doctor Black,

It has come to my attention that you are a woman with an extraordinary power. Given the recent phenomenon, that power might have caught the attention of others, who promise you gifts and rewards. I warn you to be wary of those offering you extraordinary gifts -- such gifts always come at a high price.

I do not know where your ability comes from. I cannot promise you answers, but I can promise you the ability to learn more about your power without it being exploited by forces who do not have humanity's best interests at heart.

I would like to invite you to come and see me personally. Enclosed is an airline ticket that will bring you to my airfield in Los Angeles, where we can speak in person. I know I said be wary of gifts. Do not consider this a gift, consider it a job interview. The job in question will provide you with money, important work, and access to libraries you can only imagine.

Howard Hughes."

[10:15:12 PM] Canto: The stationary says 'from the desk of Howard Hughes' and everything.

[10:15:53 PM] Josie: Josie frowns.

[10:16:15 PM] Josie: You say exactly the same thing as the others. That's not a recommendation in your favor, you know.

[10:16:27 PM] Josie: ((What year is it again?))

[10:16:32 PM] Canto: 1936.

[10:16:40 PM] Canto: And the letter doesn't reply.

[10:17:46 PM] Josie: ... I like your  movies, though. Well, all right.

[10:17:48 PM] Josie: Josie checks when the ticket is for.

[10:18:28 PM] Canto: The weekend. You'd have to leave on Saturday to be there on Sunday, since you're in New York.

[10:18:54 PM] Josie: Josie decides she'll do it.

[10:19:07 PM] Josie: Josie would like to meet Hughes, really.

[10:20:42 PM | Edited 10:20:52 PM] Canto: The ticket is, in fact, round trip. So there's that, at least.

[10:21:48 PM] Josie: Josie writes him back noting she accepts the offer and that she looks forward to meeting him. As she does.