Character: Poppy

Not that I didn't like Lucinda. She just exhausts me. Bombarded with messages about what and where she does go on and on about the efforts that have been made for me. For example, selection of napkins turned into a Saga that took a lot of time and required three trips to the fabric store in Walthamstow.

- The poppy has published in her field, suddenly proclaims Magnus, as if rising to my defense. And proudly smiles. - Really, darling? Don't be shy.
- You're published? Anthony is like waking up and looking at me with unusual attention. - It's interesting. In what magazine?
Helplessly staring at Magnus. What's he on about?
- Remember! - he's messing with me. You said that you printed a note in the journal physical therapy.
Oh my God. No.
I'm going to kill Magnus. Why would he bring this up?
Anthony with Wanda waiting. Even Felix with interest glances at me. They expect me to say that they made the breakthrough in the question of cultural influence of physiotherapy on the nomadic tribes or something like that?
- It was a "Weekly roundup of physiotherapy", - I finally mumbled, looking at his feet. Is not a scientific publication. And just... the magazine. They once printed my letter.
- You conducted a study? - asks Wanda.
"No," I continue to mumble. Patients sometimes smells bad. And I suggested that the doctors put on their masks. It was... a joke. I wanted all laughed.