<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/0d06/edp7l4ylbdz97uv6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Ari Warcaof </span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Businessman <br/>(of sorts) </span></strong></div></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">The first toast is a wish of no diamonds.  I immediately think of the villainous, vengeful Diane du Monde, the Queen of Diamonds (yes, yes, shortening her name is rather easy: DiaMond.  Very appropriate--her name, given her fixations.  Is she a foe to all of us?).  <br/><br/>I lift my cup to the toast, as does Peter, recasting the toast in my mind, <em>May she never touch the Queen or the Queen her!</em><br/><br/>I wonder: would Ms. Rosendahl swear off the Queen?  Her efforts in bitter diatribe and castigation seemed to have glossed over du Monde’s activities.<br/><br/>I’ll not upset matters now by bringing up du Monde as <span class="bbc_u">the</span> topic.  Perhaps Peter and I should discuss this later.  Peter does have difficulty seeing Rosendahl in a true light.  Smitten or always the gentleman?  I wonder.<br/><br/>(Smile).  “So I do believe in planning, planning ahead.  Do we need, and I think we do, to practice ordering dessert?  We do not wish language issues standing in the way of cakes and other delights.” <br/></span>