"Hey Professor, this is Private Hudson. I was at your party the other day . . "
"Yes, I remember. You're Jon's sidekick."
"What, no way, man! He's my sidekick. I totally carry that guy!"
"I didn't mean to offend you, Private. What can I do for you?"
"Seriously dude! The H-Man is running this show!"
"Okay, I believe you. Sorry. Now why did you call."
"Well, it's like this, man. I was hangin' out with this wild chick that night of your party. She was really hot. She had like blue skin or something."
"Anyway, I saw that thing you did for that chick with the pink hair and that dude with the glowing eye. You know, showin' them what their kid would look like?"
"Yes, that's a software program I have."
"Yeah, right. So I was thinkin', it would be really cool to see what that blue chick and me's kid would look like. Can you do that for me?"
"Well . . okay. But you have to send me a picture of yourself. Something where you look good."
"Hey, no problemo man. I got a ton of great pics. I'll e-mail one to you right now . . here it comes . . got it?"
"Uh . . yes. I got it. Now I'll use a picture from my database of the 'blue girl'."
"And now I'll run the program to extrapolate the probably appearance of your child . . here it is."
"Oh man, game over!"