<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9EwU4iX.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Steffy – CC</span></strong> </div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Am I tempestuous?  <br/><br/>Jaclyn’s question causes me to bite my tongue and I hope not turn red.  Okay (deep breath): “We are here . . . ” should I discuss this with a double agent around (this Miss Vajayjay)?  “Jaclyn, at least open up to explain what you’re thinking . . . ”   <br/><br/>“FAI—remember?  Federal Agency of Investigation.  The group that’s interpreted so many things to be criminal by you?  This one guy, O’Grady, the reason we’re here, might or might not be completely in your corner.” <br/><br/>“It’s not right to be so secretive with us.  I mean me or Peter.  You might even get some advice of whether what you’re thinking makes sense.”  That last, to me, is one of my better statements.    <br/><br/>I decide not to place my hands on my hips for emphasis, thinking the look of exasperation should suffice.<br/></span></span>