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When Wimsey had any researches to do in Bohemia, it was his custom to enlist the help of Miss Marjorie Phelps. She made figurines in porcelain for a living, and was therefore usually to be found either in her studio or in some one else's studio. A telephone-call at 10 a.m. would probably catch her scrambling eggs over her own gas stove.

--Strong Poison, ch. 8

Though I suppose you need to hear the ensuing scene or two to get a taste for her suave. Needless to say, I'm infatuated. I picture her as tallish, with brown hair just barely on the curly side, wearing a floral skirt and an artfully tight tank-top that should have hit the laundry three days ago. (None of the other ones shows off her biceps so well.) Probably smoking some particularly skunky brand of cigs as she cheerfully hacks away at the skillet with a metal spatula, and definitely shouting along with whatever's on the radio. Not particularly Period, but seriously, whatever.

So fire back, amigos. Name me a walk-on character you've had a thing for.

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Hells NO I ain't takin' that. Yikes.

ALSO ALSO ALSO! Guess what I learned from a banner ad on Goats.com? Gossip has a new album coming out at the end of the month. KRS has an advance mp3 on their front page. Also, their new drummer is really cute; I saw her play at Ladyfest.