The Manhattan of top hats, endless rounds of martinis, and lorgnettes ⌈⁰⁰.
I mean, I'm embarrassed for *you*.
I mean, I'm embarrassed for *you*.
“Um?”
[in that imperious “why haven't you dealt with this” tone]
“Um?”
[in that imperious “why haven't you dealt with this” tone]
All picked over, I’m afraid.
All picked over, I’m afraid.
All picked over, I’m afraid.
All picked over, I’m afraid.