Wordle #1119 – JIFFY
I can’t argue with the sentiment.
Stevie has expertly orchestrated everything so far, and in a jiffy, too. When I told her the show had to air before the start of the trial, she practically made it happen overnight.
But I’m most lucky that Bree agreed to come on the podcast in the first place. My entire plan would’ve been dead on arrival if she had declined, though I was fairly certain she would accept Stevie’s invitation. She’s crazy about I Heart Homicide—it’s her favorite podcast, after all.
“I can’t believe I’m actually here! I Heart Homicide is my favorite podcast,” Bree says, like she’s read my mind. She has apparently lost her inner battle to maintain a somber demeanor, now smiling giddily at Virginia and Kaitlyn. “I just love you guys!”
“Aw, and we love our Homicide Hotties,” Virginia says. Patronizingly, I think, but Bree only smiles wider, flattered.
The video shifts to yet another view—how many cameras do they have?—to encompass all three women sitting in the studio. The space could pass for some quirky aunt’s basement den, with its warm wood-paneled walls, colorful tasseled rug, mid-century floor lamps, and many shelves stuffed with vintage knick-knacks.
I wonder if Bree has clocked the empty armchair beside hers, the two water glasses on the side table between them, the extra microphone on an expectantly outstretched boom…
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