Dear Mr. Madden,
Oh, Steve, why do you tease me so with these delicious blue shoes that would look better than fantastic on my feet? Couldn’t you make ugly shoes so I would stop lusting over your wares. You drive a hard bargain with your works of art to resist the come hither look they give off. My resistance would only be futile at this point…I must have these in a 7 – make it happen by Friday, please and thank you.