And so it begins. Welcome to your new life, John Dill. Or shall I say, welcome to Mary's life, for your free will has been purloined by the craftiest of fiends. Don't let the apron fool you. This is truly hell's kitchen.
Speaking of Mary's apron. I kept feeling like her monogram was a cattle brand, and now I know why. I've attended a few work events at the Marriott Ranch in the Blue Ridge... and I've seen Mary's brand there. Check it out: