The mere mention of the WiiMote got her to shoot a glare at Nibbler. Well, as much of a glare she could ever actually give the kid. Jamie loved him too much to stay mad at him for long at all. "Augh, all the time! I don't know what it is about that little rubber remote jacket thing, but he likes the smell of it, and..."
Suddenly, Jamie realized that there was something familiar about the conversation she was having. Maybe it was deja vu or something, but she could swear she'd talked about it before.
"Wait! No way, are you that guy? The internet guy?" Well, that was real descriptive, but if he was, he'd probably know, right? Hopefully?