“Yes, yes, you were perfectly adequate,” she said as she moved to look in the mirror, standing by my closet and fixing her damn hair. “Adequate??” “Well, I can’t stand around here gossiping with you all day, I need to check in with the A.S.S. and see who else fell for the moon crazies. I doubt anyone else had quite such a slip of sanity as me though.” She chuckled again.
