Bertram was never sure which suit to wear to these parties thrown by the Face of Everyman. He thought it was a soiree so he came in full mating colors. Which, of course, made everyone else appear dowdy. For the next week he was ostracized by the entire Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
A few of the Elders dropped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to confer with the face of Everyman about their Class Action Lawsuit. The venerable sage had to be reminded that they sought damages from every bird watchers group for being mislabeled as “Wild Canaries”. They wished to be known as “American Goldfinch”. His memory prodded, he vaguely remembered tearing up the unwinnable law suit.
Even tho’ it was just Ladies Friday Afternoon Mahjong at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, Isabella always made an entrance. the Face of Everyman welcomed a bit of theatrics.
Her parents had named her Diondra (Lady of the Sacred Spring). Most fitting for a youngster born at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, site of the Spring of Perpetual Giving. Poor old the Face of Everyman he had to avert his gaze each time Diondra stumbled and fell. The gal was without an ounce of poise.