Cosmo Kramer bursts through the door, nearly tripping over the rug, waving his phone like he’s uncovered a historic event.
“Joe! Joe! I just saw it!” he shouts.
Joe looks up calmly. “What now, Kramer?”
Kramer points excitedly at the screen.
“It’s Miss Portugal herself — Nelly Furtado — asking for a kiss on X from her ex! On X! That’s the whole world watching!”
Nelly laughs. “Relax, Kramer. It’s just a joke.”
But Kramer suddenly stops pacing.
“Wait… wait… I take it back.”
Joe raises an eyebrow. “You take what back?”
Kramer straightens up and nods with admiration.
“You beat them all, Joe. The whole system!”
Nelly crosses her arms, curious. “What system?”
Kramer points at Joe like he’s presenting a genius.
“You didn’t put the kisses on X. You didn’t sell them to the studios. You didn’t hand them to the tech billionaires!”
Joe shrugs. “So?”
Kramer slaps the table.
“You put the A.I. kisses on your own WordPress site!”
Joe nods. “Free for the fans.”
Kramer gasps like he’s witnessing a revolution.
“Free! Do you realize what you’ve done?!”
Nelly laughs. “What has he done, Kramer?”
Kramer paces like an excited philosopher.
“This is renaissance thinking! Joe is a renaissance man with the A.I.!”
Joe smiles. “A renaissance man?”
“Yes!” Kramer says. “Art, technology, romance, philosophy — all on one little WordPress page. The people don’t have to beg Elon Musk for permission!”
Nelly shakes her head, amused.
“Kramer, it’s just a website.”
Kramer points dramatically at Joe.
“No! It’s independence! It’s the digital printing press!”
Joe laughs. “That’s a big comparison.”
Kramer nods seriously.
“You’re leading the brotherhood into a new age.”
“The brotherhood?” Nelly asks.
Kramer lowers his voice like he’s revealing a secret.
“The Freemasons, baby. Builders of civilization!”
Joe smirks. “And they’re watching my WordPress site?”
“Oh they’re watching,” Kramer says confidently. “Because the renaissance man always gives the art to the people.”
Nelly smiles at Joe.
“So the kisses are free?”
Joe nods. “Always.”
Kramer throws his arms up triumphantly.
“That’s it! Romance without corporate sponsorship!”
He points at Joe like he’s announcing a champion.
“History will remember this moment!”
Joe laughs.
“Kramer… it’s just A.I. kisses.”
Kramer grins.
“Maybe today.”
He taps the phone again.
“But tomorrow… it’s the renaissance.” 😎
