Peel knew what she had on her hook the other night. She's been sniffing around the trainees since they started. I told her to take her custom to Pseudonymity if that's what she's about--and to stay out of Dish! if she knows what's good for her.

Sorry to have been scarce. I was there more on business than to enjoy the social glitter. Or the auction.

You did the other bidders a service, though, when you took Stint off the floor. Wonder how much he spent? Competitive git.

Well-chosen hex, too: shut his gob impressively.