[Sca-cooks] Sort of OOP, question and invite

[Philip & Susan Troy]

Also sprach Susan Fox-Davis:
>  > Olwen threatened:
>>
>>  I swear Selene, if I don't get a lot of REALLY GOOD pictures of this I will
>>  fly out to California with enough marzipan to mummify you!!!!!!!  And I am
>>  sure you know that I *CAN*.
>
>And this is supposed to be a bad thing how?  <chuckle>  We have two digital
>cameras in the household, pictures will be forthcoming.
>
>Selene

"There are a million stories in this old town. This one's about...
marzipan. The hard stuff. The stuff of all the vice and half the
fantasies in this man's town.

I got the call at 3 AM. Postponing some unfinished business with a
frail on the make and a bottle of Jack, I went over to the address
I'd been given. The Dame's place.

I took one look. The Dame was dead. Deader than disco, King Tut and
the Tony Martin roll-down collar. She was lying on the divan, wearing
a cotehardie, a miffed expression, and about 600 pounds of...
marzipan.

Marzipan. The hard stuff. The st... Oh... Yeah. Trade in the Paste
has been dashing the dreams of the weak for years in this man's town,
and the Vice Squad hadn't made a dent in the traffic. What kid could
resist its malleability, its fine detail, and the way it takes
colors? Just pack up your troubles and play all day, or till you're a
mummy, another casualty of... the Paste. One minute you're laughing
over the marzipan Turkey Spam, the next you're conspiring over the
marzipan tacos, and the next thing you know, you're a statistic,
another tombstone in Marzipan Field.

I told Lefkowitz to bring in Olwen for questioning. Olwen the Odd.
The Atlantian Almond Queen, the Baltimore bombshell, the one woman in
town with more Paste under her nails than... than... than a lot of
other people..."

Chapter Two of _Medusa in Paste_ next week!