61B Inbound. Morning.
A Goth of Indeterminate Gender in full regalia — fishnet gloves, chains, acne — stares into space for a while and then suddenly reaches for a cell phone:

Goth: Yo Scary! I really hate to bother you when you’re at work, but I just got the greatest idea for an album cover!
— Yeah, I’ll call you after school to tell you all about it. Bye.