Who is mad enough to be bad?

Me: Who is it in that photo?

Nell: Cousin Belle.

Me: She looks awfully like you, only meaner.

Nell: Yes. Doesn’t she just?

Me: It’s not a given. I don’t look like my cousins at all.

Nell: I despair of you sometimes.

Me: Why?

Nell: Of course, it’s me.

Me: But you look bad and dangerous and you’re wearing huge sunglasses.

Nell: Yes. I’m showing attitude.

Me: Nothing new there. Hang on. You’re looking mean on purpose, aren’t you?

Nell: Calm down.

Me: You can’t go, Nell.

Nell: I feel I have to put myself forward. This is a dangerous mission. I cannot put anyone else at risk.

Me: I’m sorry but it’s not happening.

Nell: Charlie doesn’t want me to go either. But you know what I’m like when I’ve made my mind up.

Me: Yes.

Nell: Unfortunately, someone else has offered to go undercover.

Me: Who?

Nell: Gladys.

Me: I suppose she is mad, bad and dangerous to know.

Nell: Yes, like Lord Byron.

Me: What a brave little Pomeranian.

Nell: She has one condition, though.

Me: What?

Nell: Alejandro has to accompany her.

Me: Isn’t he too big and fluffy? And he’s still struggling with his English.

Nell: Alejandro was shorn recently and fluffiness can be deceptive as we know from Poppy.

Me: True.

Nell: Alejandro’s English is coming along well apparently and his Spanish accent adds a touch of mystery.

Me: I’ve never really seen Alejandro as mysterious.

Nell: Well, he is now.

Me: Will he wear his Aztec crown?

Nell: Who knows? They are at the Big House with The Cat discussing bad outfits.

Me: Like nylon shirts and polyester slacks?

Nell: No, like leather jackets and big boots. Anyway, the decision hasn’t been made yet. It may be me.

Me: I hope not. Sorry.

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