$400m and a life-time job running a charitable foundation as a woman? Of course I sign! Was there ever any question?

After that first signature, the rest is mostly formalities.

Hundreds and hundreds of formalities!

The next document is an employment agreement for the foundation. Then you sign a transfer for the title of the house and grounds. Then there are dozens of change of ownership forms for all of the financial assets, financial accounts, etc. etc. etc.

You get a lot of practice signing "Jennifer"! You'll never have trouble signing it again. By the time you're done, you are thinking of yourself, 100%, as Jennifer and you sign that name automatically now.

You also discovered that Mr. Hewitt has graciously set aside money to pay all of the taxes for all of your new assets. You goggled at the number you have to signed for estimated tax consequences, it's over $250m dollars, just in taxes!!

Finally, you are done. Mr. Blakely sits back in his chair, satisfied.

"Congratulations, Jennifer! What do you think you'll be doing first?"

"Gosh, I don't know. I guess I should study up on how to run foundations..."

"Good answer! I can help you there. I have some books you can have. Also, the foundation will be hiring a professional to be your right-hand executor."

"Thank you!"

There's an awkward pause. Mr. Blakely obviously has one more thing to say, but is uncomfortable saying it.

"Yes, William?" you look at him... and batt your eyes. The 'social' and flirting training is coming in handy!

"Yes, Jennifer, there is... ahh.. one more test you need to pass before I am allowed to process the paperwork."

"What's that?"

"Well... ah... You see..." he's blushing! It's rather adorable, actually. "I just have to verify that you have actually gone through the full training at the house... and, ah..."

"You mean, this body and these clothes are not enough?"

"Well, um... quite right. That was certainly the first test that you passed... and passed with flying colors I might add! But there is one more thing..."

"What's that?"

"Well," Mr. Blakely says, his face bright red. "Have you heard any good jokes lately?"