Well, I think Willow [i:d4368b813a] would[/i:d4368b813a] go for the clip board approach, and would start off all confident and cool, then slowly get more despirate, if things wouldn't work, going through pouting, frowning in that cute way she does, and then finally hitting the detainee over the head with the clip board, shouting "why - won't - you - work!!!"
Tara, on the other hand, would scuttle into the room, and fit herself behind a desk, frown, push a couple of pencils back and forth, look up, grimace, look down again, give herself a muttered pep talk, look up again, and with an implored look, whisper "couldn't you just tell me what we need to know, and then [i:d4368b813a] say[/i:d4368b813a] I beat it out of you?"
Actually feeling quite chipper today. Was passed a good review of the play I was in the week before. Even got a mention. Only local paper stuff, but still - I don't think I've ever gotten a review before ...
This is the first weekend I've had off in ages. Sharon got up and fed and watered Spike the Wonderpooch - who's one year old today (and if he wants to see a second, had better bloody grow out of his teenager stage!), and left me to sleep in. Which was lovely ... until I was woken up with tickles and very cold hands on the butt

But at least I have full permission to be a vegetable this weekend. Which I fully intend to be.