My wife's best friend from high school is visiting. I have no idea how long she will be here... Save me. Lets go get a beer. Or five. Whatever it takes to block out the giggle.
Her name is Leah, and I believe she's a victim of Vaughn's. I haven't told her I'm passing this information along, though I can't guarantee Vaughn hasn't warned her already.
Regardless, she was there when I left the apartment this morning, in case you wish to speak to her.
I wasn't aware I had competition for business in this fine establishment. Very well. This Duchess thinks she can grant better wishes than I? Then I leave you to her.
I transfer my deals to you, darling Duchess. Let us see how you do with them.