[Lush]

"Did I think that out loud?" Lush thought to herself, after she realized she actually went as far as to wound her friend-the Saucepan Man, all for a cheap play on words that would have been the Punwraith howl in derision (assuming wraiths can howl).

Lush tsk-tsked herself properly and thoroughly, then went back to tallying up the atrocities that were accumulating around her faster than journalistic gadlfies on a human-interest story (no offense to the sublime Mer and X, naturally): she distinctly remembered some romantic kissing in the moonlight, as well as a pronounced criticism on drinking that had issued forth for the lips of some Elven archer's wife or other. My my, weren't these people thinking of their reputations? At all? My God, someone might actually think they were innocent! Didn't they know that innocence was the square property of Lush? Assuming Lush could somehow be a square? Nobody could blame her for not trying.