Maxine was sure that she would be the one to pull the float in tonight’s Mardi Gras parade. She gotten an expensive pedicure as she knew that all eyes in the Foggy Bottom Resort and Spa would be dazzled by her shiny hooves. She nearly went into shock when she learned that there would be no parade this year. the Face of Everyman attempted to placate her with a jar of his signature White Oak Acorns dipped in exotic essential oils. She would have none of it; she just wanted to cry. The venerable sage was certain that, by morning, his offering would assuage her broken heart.