Scene XI: The Plan
You are in the way Mr. Dan. Since you will not be alive to see it happen, I will explain my plan over dinner. She says gesturing to a fancy dining table. Dan and Jen sit. The elegant maniacal megalomaniac sits at the opposite end of the table and sets the cat down at her side. The cat looks at Dan and hisses and is reprimanded by her master, Where are your manners? Is that is no way to speak to the condemned. The to Dan, Try the wine, I think you may enjoy it.
Lovely, raising the wine glass to eye level his other hand casually at his side. He gives it a little swirl, inspecting the wines legs and sips, A very expressive nose. Intense and complex. Aromas of soft, red fruit and wood, with a touch of vanilla and delicate hints of spice. Château Beau-Séjour Bécot?
Very Good Dan. His hostess replies. Very Good. I see you can read the bottle.
..and I can see you will never Rule the world. Dan retorts.
But I will Mr. Dan. Even as we speak my top agents are about to capture the last pieces to the puzzle. The maniacal megalomaniac parries.
Pieces? - Dan
Yes, Pieces. Finish off your feeble friends, capture the only webmaster wily enough to weasel around the worms I will use to win the world and take over the next space shuttle launch so I can beam the viruses down from space..
Wily weasel worms? RMD, you Wascally Wabbit!
Laugh while you can spy-boy. I have created viruses, well more technically worms, to infiltrate and control web servers. With them I can control all the content of the web, with control of the content I can control the peoples hearts, with the hearts I can control the minds, with control of the hearts and minds I can control the world. The elegant woman smiled at the sound of her elegant plan.
Very elegant, Dan tried to control the conversation with flattery.
Thank you, flattery will get you no where of course. There are two basic worms. One for each gender; Men are easy; I can plant subliminal messages on ESPN. That takes care of most of them the rest are simply incapacitated by the outfits my GBG wear, she explains You men are so visual flash a little ripped bodice and your minds turn to Playdough.
I see. Dan said distractedly looking over the EROS outfit Jen was wearing.
Hello Dan!? the maniacal megalomaniac said, bringing Dans thoughts back to the current situation.
Er um yes... You were saying two viruses
Yes Two. The master criminal continued, Women were only a little more difficult than men. I give them causes to believe in - they become obsessed and can be lead. Simple really. Yankee candles, complaining about their stupid DHs (mad all the stupider by my ESPN messages) ornament exchanges, Tag Fairies. That last one was my best yet the faithful will do anything I say as long as the message comes in their tag.
You really believe these simple Jedi mind ticks will work? Dan asks.
But of course, they already are. Were you not hounded by my Duct Tape patrol? They think they are on the side of good. Ha they are my slaves all for a few bits of HTML code. And men are disking up their lawns all over to plant my little kitty cat more catnip.
Very clever but surely the technical geniuses will find you out. - Dan
No Dan you are wrong. Only one Webmaster has consistently thwarted my worms. Once he is out of the way the world is mine. His name is Alex.
Dan raised his hand from his lap and shows the elegant woman his Motorola FSR radio. His thumb on the transmit button. The words that leave the womans lips are so sufficiently un-elegant that we cant put them on the Dis.
She pushes a button and ...