He's had a little too much to drink and there is a sweet heavy marijuana-smoke smell hanging around him. He looks like some sort of sad-eyed angel or pixie, or some other lovely, fragile thing missing its wings ( Read more... )

Enter a young woman, looking quite miserable, for lack of a better word. Without noticing her surroundings, she collapses into a chair, sobbing as if her heart were breaking and clutching a tear-stained letter in her hand. This is Marianne Dashwood, who's just received some very bad news. Who'd like to comfort her?

Typist: Like it says, ( Read more... )