Otto's love

I love a person who is hot. She's friendly, has this gloomy look on her face, sort of scheming. She's very smart, she's confident. She's perfect. First time I saw her, I immediately knew that she's gonna be my girl. 

And I will make that come true. For I am Otto Lancer. I am awesome. I don't know her flaws. Judging from her sister, she might be unthoughtful. But I don't really care.