I must be misremembering - I just looked it up and it seems the only Elvira pinball machine that existed in 1990 was Elvira and the Party Monsters, but the pictures of the playing field don't look at all familiar.
Might have been some kind of knock-off Elvira lookalike (random vampy bird with massive tits). Or the Wednesday Addams "All grown up now" edition.
(PS what I have learned today: there is an internet pinball database website)
I'm now disappointed to find that the
24-themed pinball machine was not exclusively Chloe, but more generic, and Jack gets prime billing. In my mind, it was a lot more Chloe. Still, when you've a beer in one hand and an oversized Toblerone tightly clutched in the other, imagination can get the better of you. I still, to this day every time I can't find something, demand of my beleaguered and long suffering-wife 'task a satellite, Clare' (if I called her Chloe, it would be odd, as it's not her name). Also, whenever she asks what I'm up to in my office I say 'hacking CTU.' I'm not entirely sure she knows what a CTU is.
Weirdly, I'm sure I wrote this reply already, but evidently I didn't.
Maybe I should create an anti-topic, a topic that collects together things that haven't. I've long wondered what happens to the letters that you type before you realise you've not selected the word processor window. Where do they go, do they drift off into orbit like lonely Laikas, never to be retrieved? Or are they assembling into furious sentences, battalions of paragraphs, and regiments of chapters? Waiting for their opportunity to invade.