“How quickly can you write?” they asked, and she responded without thinking.
“Very. I’m like a gun slinger of old with my pen.”
She paused. “Well, my keyboard. Oh, you know what I mean!”
They looked uncertain. The muddled metaphors did not bode well.
“What do you need?”
“Well, we have client who requires an autobiography urgently.”
“A reality TV star?”
“Mmm. You could say that. The client is actually a … cat.”
She was silenced briefly.
“No problem. At least I won’t need to run everything past him.”
The team shook heads. “Actually, Alice’s cat is very particular. Tread carefully.”