The ladies in Fiona's share a smile among themselves. Now what was once a potential threat to their way of life - or at least getting their muffs stuffed when stuffers were so rare - is now in on the conspiracy. Mrs. Randolph goes back to watching the door but with a smile on her face. All the sex talk was having an effect on her too, less visible then with Emily.<br/><br/>"<strong>Call in a prowler. Use that word exactly, a prowler. That's been code for wanting some Hensley since he was a deputy.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>I've been meaning to ask, what if you really do have a prowler?</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>...I don't know if that's ever happened. Call in a suspicious character or a stalker, I suppose.</strong>" Mrs. Cooper shrugs.<br/><br/>"<strong>Just decide ahead of time if you want him to use a condom. He's not shooting blanks.</strong>"