I looked over, and Donut was still gesticulating, talking animatedly. “How off script is she?” “She is telling the universe about a breed of dog called a cocker spaniel, about the real reason why they are the winningest champion of the Crufts dog show. It is fascinating. We have never heard such a tale of evil and intrigue.” “Goddamnit, Donut,” I said. She saw me through the booth window and waved. Carl: Don’t make shit up. Donut: I AM TELLING THE TRUTH THAT NEEDS TO BE TOLD, CARL.
