[Kelly]

Mr. Buckingham..without a shadow of a doubt. I am picturing him emerging from the ocean, sans clothes, curls dripping with salt water, blue eyes sparkling in the sunlight. AGHHHHHH. heaven. He could practice his bamboo guitar all day long, as I work. Then he could sing me to sleep every night in our comfy hut. He would tell me all his secrets, write me fabulous love songs and I would never, ever want to get rescued!! (the Anne Heche thing doesn't bother me, he has showered since then)

Second choice would be Stevie. Even though she would be useless, she would make for GREAT conversation.