“I’m leaving on a jet plane, I may note home again” … and at this hour of the night I can’t think of the other words to that song … but of all people, you know that I am adventurous, willing to knock at the cockpit door and demand a change of plans as approach the city, soooooooooooooooooo, shouldn’t be a problem at all. I’ve already called to ask, and with the new restrictions and all, I may be only able to bring the margarita glasses -nd the salt for the rims -n the plane - but perhaps the limo driver will stop on the way there to pick up the ingredients. A little drinkie before we really get down to business might loosen those brain cells up to think of all the particulars. However, if your chauffeur takes a wrong turn or something, don’t be worried as I will eventually get there, smiling, of course. OFTER all, “a girl has to have fun” as another song goes. (I promise I won’t keep doing that stuff - you know, dropping in song lines and all, but it must be the witching hour and - well - no apologies where our minds go THEN.) I assume you have a attorney on call, double mmmmmmmmm, so that after we get every desirability laid out for our OFTERs that would leave others in the dust (you do remember dust before you were rich, don’t you? It is that fine stuff that - don’t tell - but I can often write my name on my table with), we can get a clause in that OFTER offerings so it cannot be copied by others. The poor snooks that we don’t let in while have to go down to the local bar - where no doubt they are already recognized anyhow. I assume you must be sulking a bit as while you didn’t object to my including Charlie Rose - for after all he has to get his inside info from somewhere - you also said that in my capacity, I think it said that I was in charge of Special Projects. CR will be more than enough for me, but I am telling you now, if you dress up in that form-fitting outfit that causes half the world to turn around and I am in my tentlike Muumuu for obvious reasons, he’ cut me dead. And I have a long memory, my Agy gal, and these things I don’t forget!!! By then we should our first OFTER - the SofS reject - so we have to move fast. Lily has to be invited as she is the one who cuts the red tape, and she has all the ins on doing that. That gal is so multi-talented that she suggested she had hatched up the finest dog hair toupes for those who might be interested in a second chance some day at the top jobs. You know her - that sweet Lily — she will be seeing her clients privately in a separate room. . suggesting she may be up to no good. We can only tell if they come up smiling or with a topper of hair that any dog would be proud of!! That secret two rings on my phone to let me know it was time to get up and see your latest thoughts was pure genius, darling! But I think we’ve covered enough for tonight — and days off are permitted as sometimes it can take me hours until the wheels turn (but don’t tell anyone my frailties, will you?) “Fly me to the moon, where I can play among (with) the stars …” It won’t be long, dear.