(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7d/6a00e55003818f883401543213d274970c-320wi.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Sue, the Cook</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>A catwalk on<em>The Line</em><br/><strong>With (open):</strong>Elfi<br/><br/><strong>"Don't you lie to me, girl."</strong><br/><br/>My voice was stern.  I caught her doing something, and she was hiding it from me.  I was going to get to the bottom of it.<br/><br/>She didn't get up or turn around, so I went up to her and grabbed a fistful of her hair tightly.  I didn't pull hard - didn't want her screaming - but I wanted her to know I meant business.<br/><br/>Slowly, I used my grip to get her off her belly and on her knees, then to her feet.  Still holding her hair, I pressed my hand against a bulkhead so her back was to the wall and she was facing me.<br/><br/><strong>"What's in yer hand, Elfi?  Be honest, girl.  Don't make me mad.  Ya'll wouldn't like the things Ah do if Ah gets mad."</strong><br/><br/>