Hall of Infinite Doors
You lean over and pick up the note. You read it with your flashlight. It is written on pink paper adorned with flowers, alternating between an orange pen and neon light green pen.
The orange pen starts:
"Your man is quite the hottie!" Afterwards there is a winking smile.
"He's not my man," continues the green pen, "but yes he his." The word my is underlined twice and the word yes once.
"But you do want him, yes?" scribbles the orange pen.
"I'm willing to share, if that's what you mean," writes the neon green pen.
"mmmmm. Share. I could use some of that. Will you help me?"
You flip the note over. It continues on the other side too, discussing ideas and other hotties. You toss the note back where you found it and:
The orange pen starts:
"Your man is quite the hottie!" Afterwards there is a winking smile.
"He's not my man," continues the green pen, "but yes he his." The word my is underlined twice and the word yes once.
"But you do want him, yes?" scribbles the orange pen.
"I'm willing to share, if that's what you mean," writes the neon green pen.
"mmmmm. Share. I could use some of that. Will you help me?"
You flip the note over. It continues on the other side too, discussing ideas and other hotties. You toss the note back where you found it and: