Re: louis d/iris r
[A pause, her pen resting on the page.] As Alfred said, we shall live to fight another day. [She stops, trying to decide how truthful she should be. Then finally:] I won't be singing any time soon. And I'll need scarves or turtlenecks in polite company. I continue to discover that I'm not a very good person. I am alright at the moment, but "alright" is a relative term, as always.