But He's Rachel Candy!" -both Jenks And

They Weren’t Idiots, But I Attracted Trouble That Just Begged Me To Beat It Into Submission.

Shut Up," I Hissed. Ticked That He Was Taller Than Me, I Stepped Up Onto A Nearby Coffee Table. "i'm Not In A Cage Anymore," I Said, Keeping Enough Presence Of Mind Not To Poke Him In The Chest With A Finger. His Face Went Startled, Then Cloric. "the Only Thing Between Your Head And My Foot Becoming Real Close And Personal Right Now Is My Questionable Professionalism. And If You Ever Threaten Me Again, I'll Slam You Halfway Across The Room Before You Can Say Number-two Pencil. Got It, You Tall Freak Of Nature?

As The Joke Goes, You Don’t Have To Be Faster Than The Wolf Chasing You, Just Faster Than Everyone Else Running Away.

Rachel, What Do You Do? Put An Ad In The Paper For Trouble? (glenn)

Coffee. I Could Smell Coffee. Coffee Would Make Everything Better.