secret agent josephine:
nice to meet you
secret agent josephine:
fingering her good luck charm, Whoorl hopes dinner is a success
secret agent josephine:
what dust?
secret agent josephine:
the secret ingredient
secret agent josephine:
I just exploded dinner.
secret agent josephine:
Oh look! The guests have scratched up the floor with my husband's very expensive designer chair.
secret agent josephine:
looking for her wayward husband
secret agent josephine:
relaxing after a hard day of canning pickles