"Can you imagine? What would I do? Beat de snot outta de guy, or try an' save de artwork." It was hard not to laugh at such an image. It was also even harder not to sigh as she felt Millicent's hand go through her hair... and then yelp when it got caught in a tangled section of hair and paint.

"Okay! Dat's it... shower, den nap! I don' risk your housemate comin' home early an' findin' me in de shower, right? Dat would be so awkward to explain..."