Wednesday, November 3, 2010
"Oh, Mews. You are a rare creature. I simply cannot decide if I should despise you or shake your hand. It wouldn't even have occurred to a lesser man that my request was inappropriate. And for that I admire you. Yet, I'm still feeling a bit slighted and I'm not sure I'm feeling as if I might just roll over and expose my furry belly for you and that Quigley fellow whom I still find suspicious. I am willing, however, to extend an invitation to you for dinner at my house. That way we can forget this whole unfortunate Quigley problem and you can retain your unwavering principles. Yours, Constance Snodgrass."
Posted by Mr.Mews at 4:30 PM