Smithers arrived at my house a couple hours earlier not only to cook the meal but also to bathe and clothe me nicely for the event. Usually I enjoyed being so completely dependent on Smithers, but sometimes I detested it. This was one of those times. I felt so filled with self-loathing and inadequacy. But Smithers didnt seem to notice. He scrubbed my corrugated, old skin with the same tenderness and normalcy he always did.
So, tell me about this woman. Whats her name?
This answer set me back a bit, but I continued. What does she do for a living?
Shes the curator for the new modern classics museum over on Broadway. Thats how we met, actually. I was pouring plaudits upon the fabulous doll gallery, and we got to talking. She actually recognized me as being the owner of the largest Malibu Stacey collection in the world, and I told her she could come see it sometime, and well, one thing led to another.