This being a fantasy discussion topic, my answer contemplates 'Dearheart' entering my world undercover (assumed identity) by magical mysterious manner of means.

My current personal ad running in 'Jewish State' semi-weekly circulating in central New Jersey says it all:

"Would you like to swing on a star? SJPM entertainer (music parody/humorist) looking to meet, mingle, mentor creative females 22+ w/similar interests."

Administering 'chicken soup for the soul' is what I like to think I've been doing here since early December 2007, when I migrated to this fansite from 'Music Mind of Tristan Spears', even if it appears all of us fans are merely 'talking amongst ourselves'. The hope is that 'someone' or 'something' is reading all this and that someway, somehow it gets transferred or transmuted into usable energy at her end.

Hope springs eternal.