Gennifer: Ad, I can leave you in the water.
Adelice: See, this is what I'm talking about. Positively tyrannical.
Gennifer: Maybe they want to hear about me.
Adelice (under her breath): Not likely.
Gennifer: You're giving me a complex.
Adelice: Then I guess we're even. Ok, so give us the scoop. When will we see Crewel's cover?
Gennifer: I wish I knew. I'm under threat of pain not to share it.
Adelice: I'd like to point out that I'm usually under threat of pain, but I still take action. Fortune favors the bold.
Gennifer: Yes, and see where's that gotten you.
Adelice: Bobbing in icy water. Point taken. What can you tell them about my world?
Gennifer: Well, officially it's a world of secrets and lethal intrigue.
Adelice: Can you be more vague?
Gennifer: Ok, sassypants, it's a world of cigarette holders, cocktails, beautiful women who hide deadly secrets behind their made-up faces and silk stockings, and men who fear women so much they keep them bringing coffee. No one is quite who they seem. Even you.
Adelice: That leads me to a very important question. Do I have to wear all those stockings in book 2?
Gennifer: I see you're going to ask all the hard-hitting questions.
Adelice: And you are avoiding the question. Ok, less about my world and more about yours. What do you do when you aren't torturing me?
Gennifer: I'm usually chasing my toddler and preschooler, watching too much Fringe and Harry Potter, and eating all my husband's delicious baked goods. Oh, and thinking about torturing you.
Adelice: Gee, thanks.
Gennifer: You're welcome.
Adelice: Ok, can you please pull me out of the water now? I'm getting pruney, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to freeze to death soon.
Gennifer: I guess. It would be pretty anti-climatic if you bit it like that.
Adelice: Exactly what I was worried about.
Please feel free to let Genn know that stockings are completely unnecessary in book two. I'm sure you all agree with me.
