<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/76b7/x5nx8e3wrte3v7y6g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Circe</span></strong></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Mike’s rejoinder to the third leg?  <em>Mouthful?</em>  Predictable!  (Giggle).  I roll my eyes, thinking, <em>you wish</em>; wondering <em>do I wish?</em><br/><br/>Being a master at prying all sorts of things open, working in kitchens, I’m about to work on opening the clasp when Mike doesn’t do it (successfully).  It’s not much of a thing, Mike’s injury (no fingertip sliced on a mandoline for instance), but it’s bleeding expressively and I wonder if he’s going to go into baby mode.  I shake my head and let slip intentionally a playful “Karma.”    <br/><br/>Thankfully, we’re at Chloe’s and Miss ‘I’m-a-major-executive-to-be’ has a tissue box in proximity (basically sort of everywhere).  Chloe takes some tissues as a first response for the patient.  I grab a tissue too and hand it to Mike.  “Be right back.” <br/><br/>In a flash, I’m right back with a band aid.  “Mikey!”  I pretend like he’s in shock.  “I’m going to put this band aid on.  Do this.”  I show him the band aid, I stick my finger in my mouth, sucking.  Oopsy!  So now I’m sucking on my finger and wondering what Florence Nightingale might do at such a moment.  I take my finger out, “When I have the band aid ready, take your finger out of your mouth and the band aid goes on.  I’ll put it on.”<br/><br/>Simple.  Very simple.  Does our injured hero want to see further illustration of my finger sucking?  Answer: yes!  How many times?  I roll my eyes, looking at Chloe.  I snap the wrapper and get the band aid in ready position.  <br/><br/>Once applied, things settled, I say as (overly) sweetly as I can, “If I were Nurse Nasty, someone whose name begins with ‘M’ might get spanked for being bad! . . . Very bad!  One does not cut their finger on clasps of books.”  Yay, Karma!   <br/></span>