I Need a Black Jack

"Hi Mary! How are you doing?" Sally seemed pleased to see her friend.
"Oh Sally! I'm so glad to see you," Mary said breathlessly.
"Why what's up?" asked Sally.
"Do you by any chance have a black jack? I don't have a black jack, and I desperately need one," Mary explained.
"A black jack?" said Sally. "I'm not sure I have a black jack. I might have a blue one. Would that do?"
"No, I have to have a black jack," Mary said.
"Alright, let me have a look and see if I have a black jack.

Needing a Black Jack

Sally rummaged through her bag. "I have a red jack, a green one, and this little kind of pinky one. But I don't see a black jack in all this mess. I'm really sorry."
"What am I going to do?" cried Mary. "I really need a black jack. It's kind of an emergency."
"Maybe we can buy one for you," suggested Sally.
"No, I already tried that, but all the stores are closed. At least the kind that would carrya black jack." Mary looked at Sally knowingly.
"Look in your pockets," said Sally. "I know I always find my jacks all over the place."
Mary searched her pockets. Suddenly she let out a small scream. "What's this? I think I've found one! It was behind the lining in my coat! Oh Sally! You're a star!
"It's my pleasure," said Sally