Lies and Vaudeville, finding their way home.

Well, it's a good thing that that's worked out, then. As much as I don't like revenge - it's a messy thing - there has to be an equivalent exchange. I try not to think about it too much, or else I'll have to think about something else to balance it out, when I would much rather be talking with The Lord or finding out why rain is wet - or if it is wet at all - or if it's raining in the first place.

Tea-time's at four, anyway, every afternoon, and you're all invited; do stop by some time. We'd love to have you, or at least I would; but I rather think The Lord would love to have you, too.