As in, its little eyes spoke to me and when the red mist cleared I had bought it. Yay!

Strange moment: Someone who went to college with a person whose name I had used in a strip once (the offending panel is bottom middle) leaves me a comment to tell me off (you know what, integrity isn't automatically bestowed on the impoverished). Dear Polly, tough and smart, always did inspire enormous loyalty in her friends -- her and Foy, what a pair! Though as I recall, the "mysterious and privileged lifestyle" she had "emerged" from was nothing more exotic than a nice flat in London. Stop perking up your ears, coalescent, this isn't the famous Polly I knew, it's another one.

I expect she dropped the surname as soon as she could, she wasn't altogether fond of it, and that's why, when you go googling for her you find only me. Oh, be sure your sins will find you out!