**A FEATURED STORY ON WATTPAD**
Amanda insists on finding love in real life to offset her predominately online existence; Ian calculates his way towards potential dates with probabilities and statistics. Only hilarity and a cast of lively characters...
Shrugging her shoulders, Amanda replied, "Or maybe someone saw Wattpad in the title and emailed it out to everyone for a laugh? Why else would so many people from headquarters like it?"
[Geri: "He liked it first, though," Geri repeated. "That must mean something."]
"If it meant something," Amanda argued, "then why wouldn't he just tell me it meant something?"
[Jeannie: "Maybe he wasn't sure if your letter was about him?"]
[Mona: With eyes still focused on something offscreen, Mona questioned, "Little spec of dust?" She was referring to one of the last lines in Amanda's open letter to the mysterious Wattpad engineer. "Why are you the little spec of dust and he's the big, infinite universe?"]
Amanda contemplated Mona's comment for a moment. "I guess I was feeling small or something?"
[Mona: Wagging a finger at her laptop's camera, Mona replied, "Why be a grain of rice when you can be the whole sexy buffet?"]
Without thinking, random words fell out of Amanda's mouth. "But the sexy buffet would never be whole without that single grain of rice." Puzzled by her own statement, Amanda glanced at the clock on her laptop and added, "On that note, I've gotta go. I have that video chat in an hour."
[Jeannie: "Who did you say it was with?]
"Delta--or something like that? I just remember it was an airline."
[Geri: "I've been on and off of Wattpad since 2013, and I've never been invited for a video chat with anyone at headquarters. And what is this--your second chat in less than two weeks? Are you working for them?"]
"I wish!" Amanda pondered Geri's comment for a brief moment before adding her disclaimer. "It's a coincidence. The chats are completely unrelated. Apparently this one has something to do with research. They're asking random users how they think fictional stories can change the world."
[Jeannie: "Coincidence is such an unusual concept, don't you think?" Jeannie paused for a beat. It was unclear if her question was rhetorical or awaiting a response.]
[Geri: "What do you mean, J?"]
[Jeannie: Shrugging her shoulders, she replied, "Coincidence just seems like a word a pessimist might use to describe fate."]
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**Ian at Wattpad Headquarters**
Delta strolled into the Team Goonies' work area, a bashful grin on her face. "Mouth?"
Mouth glanced up at a woman sporting a modernized 1950's outfit. Orange scarf holding up her ponytail. Chenille Wattpad patch on the chest of her black sweater. Feet decked out in a morphed version of heeled Mary Janes and saddle shoes.
