acrossyourpath | IC CONTACT.

"You've reached Felicia. You know what to do."
BEEP.
(calls | voicemail | email | texts)

[ Clicks her tongue. ]

A lady doesn't tell.

That isn't what you told me, before. [Oh, he thinks he's cute.] But I like when you play coy with your secrets, nevertheless.

Then be sure you're home early tonight for a fitting.

Doing it yourself? Prepared to get your hands a little dirty?

Better question might be when aren't I?