Wednesday nights in Emailville are hopping nights for the town. Here, Gmail is spitting some rhymes at an open mic night. Yet, he is not pleasing the crowd. Tomatoes are being thrown at him!
Yahoo, one of the best rappers on the block, walks into the rap club to find Gmail struggling on stage. Instead of joining the displeased crowd, Yahoo starts to get a couple ideas on how he can help Gmail out.
As Gmail's rap finishes, he storms off the stage in frustration. Yahoo approaches Gmail, and the crowd is in awe at the sight of the famous rapper. "Yo, Gmail, I saw you trying to do something up there, and I see your potential. Let me help you out," Yahoo says.
Gmail responds, "I appreciate it, but I don't need you to make me great. I already know I am. This crowd just can't see talent."
"Okay," Yahoo replies, "but hear me out. I can make you into a rapper just as good as me in three weeks, six days, seven hours, and 47 minutes."
In this moment, Gmail seems intrigued. He reluctantly says, "ok, I don't know how much you can really help me, but we'll give it a go."