"So, when's the next crapomter?"
(Brady Westwater, comments trail)
Grandmother Snark: "Miss Snark?"
MS: Yes Grandmother Snark?
GS: There is a large steaming vat on my stove.
MS: Yes Grandmother Snark. I had to borrow your vat and stove after that dreadful misunderstanding with FDNY about New Yorker storage.
GS: There appear to be three people stirring it and mumbling.
MS: Witches. Imported witches.
GS: Funny, they look like Vespa riding thugs.
MS: Not surprising since they are Vespa riding thugs.
GS: And what are these items on the floor? A large hat? Spurs?
MS: All that remains of a certain Brady Westwater.
GS: ohhhhh, I've heard of him. Writer fella, isn't he?
MS: Was. He is now past tense.
GS: You vatted Brady Westwater? Why on earth?
MS: -pointing silently to macintosh screen-
GS: oh dear dog, he didn't.
MS: he did.
GS: he's lucky you only vatted him.
MS: Second choice was letting him read round two. He begged for the vat.
GS: Well, vat's that.