[Aiden S, Gabriel R, Chloe M] [Delivered to Arcadia Unbound] [Randomly, of a Sunday, five new clients, all saying she didn't have what they sought at Playbill.]
[E-mail to Gabriel R] [After one too many drinks.] Phee is entirely certain you smell like aunt Agatha's perfume. I always thought you had better taste than to pursue Agatha.
[Locked to Chloe M] Mama indicated your visit was pleasant. Did she attempt to marry you off to that horrid old Lord Macabee again?