<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center"><strong>Peter Warcaof</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center"><strong>CGDA Benefactor</strong></div></div></div><br/><strong>“Oasis!  Rather like that image.”</strong><br/><br/>Jaclyn suggests dining in and a précis of the CGDA.  I nod, speaking to the manager,<strong>“A decision I’m sure you’ll be happy to hear.  We wish to take advantage of our wonderful kitchen here.  Can you bring a menu?  I for one know I will have the Bennington burger, as listed with the duck fat fries.  I shall have another drink with the meal.  The same.”</strong><br/><br/>The manager leaves to get menus.<strong>“We can get drinks replenished if you like when he returns.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“So the Cute Girl Detective Agency.”</strong>I rub my hands happily.  Olivia appears very interested.  A little distracting, I smile at her.<strong>“There was this bar.  I was a regular.  Quiet.  Sitting in the corner.  I had decided that the arms business was extremely profitable but it was over.  I made my money there and elsewhere.  Diamonds, what not.  What could I do that was good was my challenge as I drank and watched the world go by.  My regular waitress was Steffy.  Steffy Dubois.  Quite bouncy.  Anyways, I noticed a nefarious incident involving the head barmaid, Jacqueline.  Not Jaclyn.”</strong><br/><br/>I look at Jaclyn.<strong>“Jaclyn, please make sure I don’t reveal confidences.  Don’t want that.”</strong>I smile at Olivia,<strong>“This Jaclyn is a client, not a Cute Girl detective, which she’s told you.  I’d say she and Steffy are friends.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“Anyways, I told Steffy and she gets wind of all this and more.  Organizes some very comely girls into a detective force. Jacqueline is saved I’d say.  And it’s been case after case.  Good over evil.  I fund it all.  Gladly.  Sign a check each month.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“That movie?  The Devil Wears Prada?  The scene where the owner of the magazine has a rueful look about what a canceled shoot cost? <em>Hee-hee!</em>  That’s me.  Ursula, or sometimes Darcy, brings in the check for me to sign.  I sign the check, no questions.”</strong>,<br/><br/><strong>“I daresay you could be in that film Olivia.  You have that attractive mien of a model.”</strong><br/><br/>The manager hasn’t returned.  Hmm.<strong>“So any movie fans in our midst?  I mean besides me.”</strong>(Chuckle).<br/>